Archive Note: The chapter numbering in this ebook is exactly as the chapter numbers were labeled in the actual pocketbook.
DREAMS OF DESIRE
Against his will, his strong fist began to slowly pump the length of his obscenely excited cock, jacking the thin young foreskin back and forth over the sensitive head. He began to imagine what Miss Sommers, his teacher, would look like naked, stripped bare of her scanty summer clothes ... her voluptuous tits rubbing against him ... her hands stroking his hardened prick ... her soaked pussy all covered with soft cunt hairs against his own aching cock.
He had to get his teacher to show him the facts of life and break her of her lesbian ways so he could feel her in his arms and satisfy his burning lust.
CHAPTER ONE
Oh, God, she was horny for the feel of a huge cock fucking in and out of her hot little cunt, Liz Sommers thought longingly as she peered over the railing of the thirty-foot houseboat and looked down into the clear blue waters of Lake Shasta.
It was an unreasonably hot California day, even for June, and she wore only a thin, almost see-through blouse and soft faded jeans which had been chopped off very short so they barely covered the full cheeks of her smoothly curved ass. As she bent over the railing, the soft black fleece of her pussy hair made a fringe at the too tight crotch. Liz knew that the denim shorts pressed deep into her pussy slit and that they really hid nothing, but up here in the wilderness, who was to see? The voluptuous thirty-five year-old beauty tossed her head and a mane of raven-black curls flashed in the sunlight. She breathed deeply, her full tits stretching the fabric of her pale yellow blouse. She looked around and the sight of the quaint little houseboat which she would occupy in perfect solitude for the next two months excited her. The only thing she was unhappy about was missing the young boys in her class she taught at school. God, they were delectable young things, and at the thought of their slender young bodies she felt the tiny buds of her ruby-red nipples rising and her throbbing pussylips sucking inwardly with the thrill of their remembrance.
Unable to stop herself, she reached down between the smooth, tapering columns of her golden tanned thighs and began to rub her fingers over the hotly pulsating outline of her cunt slit. She could feel herself becoming all wet and juicy down there as droplets of her mounting passion began Jo flow shamelessly out of her hotly tingling little cunthole, darkening the faded denim of her shorts. Oh, God, how she longed for a thick, hard young cock filling her squirming little pussyhole, fucking deep up into her ravenous cunt and making her cum!
Oooohhh, I shouldn't he doing this to myself ... the tormented, wantonly excited brunette told herself, even as her panting became more intense and her fingers rubbed faster and harder over her hotly swollen cunt mound. Her small pink tongue slid wetly over her full lips, her head jerking back as a near-grimace of ecstasy contorted her beautiful features. She felt the softly curling pussy hairs escaping from the cunt-band of her shorts become soaked and slick as her short, quick cum began.
"Ooooh, mmmmmmn, oooooh!" she moaned softly as the waves of her sudden cumming swept shudderingly through her body. "Oh Lord, what happened?"
It had taken only moments in the hot sun, and now with the tremors easing, Liz slumped against the rail and tried to regain her composure. It had been so long since she'd yielded to the temptation of rubbing her pussy to a cum-at least a month-and then her resolve had suddenly melted away. It seemed something wicked had overcome her. Now, her face flushed, she gasped for air like a fish out of water as her pounding heart returned to somewhere near her normal pulse rate.
"Jeez! Holy crap!-will ya look at that lady play with her pussy!" young Chuckie Reed gasped in a hushed voice. "She's about to fall over the rail into the lake! Golly, man, I've never seen ... look at her go! What ya think'll happen if she falls in, Jackie?"
"It'd cool her off!" his buddy guffawed as he lay his fishing pole down beside him. They were sitting at the edge of the water just the other side of Liz's houseboat, gaping in awe at the obscene sight of the beautiful brunette lady finger-fucking her cunt.
"Jeez, what a beautiful ass," the other boy exclaimed. "And those tits. Man, it'd be nice to get them in my mouth and suck them right off her!" Chuckie smacked his lips and tilted his Coke bottle for a long swallow.
Jackie smiled, and then said, "I seen her around before. She's Liz Sommers, a teacher up from Sacramento and from the look of things a real horny one. She's staying on her friend's boat for the summer. My old man saw her down at the drugstore last week talkin' to some woman friend. He was workin' part-time there and he made a couple of remarks, like he'd be glad to help her get settled and introduce her around, but she just looked at him like all she wanted was to buy a douche bag and talk to nobody. Dad said she's a real stuck-up cunt."
"Maybe we can both give her somethin' to stick up it," the other boy leered. "Something like a nice stiff prick right between those sexy legs!"
"Maybe our pricks right between those sweet lips too, if we play it right," Jackie Whitaker said. "But I tell you, she's a real snobby cunt. She wouldn't put out for no one, my old man said. But maybe we could get her to change her mind, man."
"What do you mean, Jackie?" Chuckie asked. "You mean ... rape her?"
"Not rape, you asshole," Jackie countered. "We catch her doing something that she don't want anybody to know about, then we put it to her-either she takes care of us or we talk a lot."
"Jeez, you mean like her finger-fucking herself right out in the open in front of two kids?" Chuckie leered. "Let's swim over there and put it to her right now!"
"Shit, no wonder you never get any pussy worth sticking your pecker into at school," Jackie said, holding him back. "She'd be down talking to the cops in a minute. And since we've been in trouble enough, they'd believe her and we'd be even in more trouble. And man, I could do without that. Shit ... let her get settled in and see what we can see. You know, I heard my old man talking to some of his drinking buddies and they were joking about her and her lady friend, the one who owns the boat. I got the idea maybe they have it for each other. Some lezzy stuff. Jeez, Dad thinks the other one is real hot for Miz Sommers. He said the chick kept lookin' at her the whole time even though he was lettin' her know he was interested. Damn, my old man is really something. He's pushing forty but he sure as shit gets a lot of ass behind my old lady's back," the boy beamed proudly, leaning back on the grass, his hands behind his head.
"Got to admit you don't do so bad yourself, man ... how the hell come I don't score so good with the chicks?"
"Well, you got to play your cards right. But remember, I saw this lady first. She's so horny she'll be begging for it."
Liz Sommers sat for a moment gazing happily around the large main cabin. Once again, Liz thought how fortunate she was to finally have it all to herself-if only she had a male around to fuck her silly! But that was why she had jumped at Margot's offer of her family's vacation houseboat for two months while they were in Mexico. Liz knew she had an almost insatiable desire for cocks ... she loved to fuck and was glad to get away! Perhaps the solitude would protect her from her own weakness.
All things considered, her new home appeared to be as close to perfect as possible. The Stuarts wouldn't be here until late summer, and she could enjoy the lake and meditate in this atmosphere of deep solitude, completely untroubled.
Thank God that here she would no longer have to put up with the temptations of pussy-hungry males. Any age, they just couldn't seem to leave her voluptuous tits and pussy alone. They never believed that when she agreed to a dinner date or a drive down the coast, she meant that nothing more should develop. They were all a-like, she thought with frustration. All they wanted was one thing-to fuck her pussy crazy! For a time she had dated men in their late thirties, close to her own age of thirty-five. And when she had found their pawing demands all the same, she had tried older men, some old enough to be her father ... and they had been much worse!
Worse because they had so much experience, knew how to arouse her to the point where she almost cried out in abandon for them to fuck her, to quench the unbearable burning that smoldered between her legs, a banked fire neglected since the last time Jamie, her brother, had filled her with his throbbing young prick. Her dates had tried just about everything imaginable, skillfully getting their hands and fingers on her hotly aching cunt, some even trying to get their heads between her legs and put their mouths on her naked little pussy slit!
She had wanted their lust-hardened cocks fucking into her so badly, yet had refused to succumb to her own pent-up desires. And only a very few times had she yielded to the torture and sought relief with Margot. She knew it was wrong, allowing another girl to strip her naked and lick her pussy, but somehow it didn't seem as wrong to achieve a wild, cunt-thrashing cum through the gentle caresses of another woman's lips and tongue than to surrender to the rampant males who wanted only to use her body, to spew their hotly gushing cum up into the mouth of her long-neglected cunt.
Her body continuously cried out for the sexual fulfillment she had denied herself for so terribly long. She had no delusions about her own needs. She was a sensually aroused woman, needing and wanting a man's cock.
But the brunette beauty wanted far more than an iron-hard cock to stretch her cunt and sperm-heavy balls to pound against her churning asscheeks while her legs clamped tightly around her straining partner! She needed a man who would love her, cherish her, treat her with all the tenderness she had received from her young brother Jamie. She needed a man who would want to marry her and make a home and a new life for her.
Well, she resolved, this day was the one to begin a new life ... at least for the summer. It was a good place, far from the tensions of Sacramento, isolated and beautiful.
And there was another advantage to the location. It was distant enough from the city that if she had a particularly frustrating encounter with a man that would get her hot enough to fuck-as was sure enough to happen in time-she wouldn't be tempted to go to Margot's place for an evening of comfort and-well, what else could it be called?-unnatural lesbian sex.
"Well, if I'm going to get moved in, I'd better not sit here and daydream all day," the lissome brunette told herself as she crossed her long, shapely legs. It was with a thrill never before experienced that she realized she'd have two months of complete peace and quiet, free from the distractions of teaching. It didn't seem like much, but to Liz Sommers, it was a needed break from the constant arousing sight of all the young boys in her English classes at Jefferson High School.
Liz hadn't realized how hot the day was. She got up from her chair and went back out onto the deck, hoping to catch a breeze to cool her off. She was glad she'd worn a minimum of clothing, but she wished she'd put on shorts which hadn't shrunk quite so much. With each quick scissoring of her long smoothly tanned legs as she walked, the fabric at the crotch rubbed the distended lips of her cunt, arousing her pussy again even though she had just shamelessly finger-fucked her cunt only a short while before.
God! How did I ever let myself do that-right there on the deck, she thought. What if someone were watching me rub my cunt to cumming? What would they think!
CHAPTER TWO
"Good morning, ma'am," a voice said behind Liz Sommers as she bent to pick up a tackle box, the full half-moons of her asscheeks straining tight against the faded shorts. "Are you Miss Sommers?"
Startled, the voluptuous thirty-five year-old brunette let go of the box and whirled around, her mouth dropping open at the unexpected sound ... she had been sure she was the only person around! Her deep brown eyes flashed, then fastened on a teenage boy who was just dismounting from a bicycle by her car on the dock and leaning it against its metal kick-stand. He had the look of an overgrown puppy, a rangy boy, well-muscled, with a shy grin. His shaggy young hair was sand-colored, and his blue eyes gaped hungrily at her curving, scantily dressed body in embarrassment Liz knew he must be thinking about her large, sensuous titties and of all the things he could do with her hot little pussy.
The young body was deeply tanned, but a few freckles showed through the golden-brown finish of his skin. A thin T-shirt stretched over the angular muscularity of his frame, and his only other garment was a pair of faded jeans hung low on his boyish hips, the crotch nearly bursting.
A sudden dizziness overcame the startled half-naked brunette. Although the face was not at all the same, he was like a reflection from the past of her young brother Jamie-the same lankiness, the same shy demeanor. She heard herself gasp, and realized that her eyes had been drawn irresistibly to the juncture of his legs. Yes, it was there-the growing rod of cockflesh that seemed to be ready to burst from the confines of his jeans as it thickened and hardened and lengthened. She forced her eyes from the swelling and all it promised to meet the boy's self-conscious gaze, and saw him blush in embarrassment at his body's natural reaction to a beautiful, huge-titted older woman.
"Yes-I'm Miss Sommers," she managed to say. "You frightened me. I didn't realize anyone was around."
"I didn't mean to sneak up on you ... he blurted awkwardly. "I don't think my father mentioned anything about me ... I've been hired to fix up the boat, and thought I'd come over and start to work this morning."
She blinked. Yes, she remembered Margot mentioning someone would be working on the boat, but she'd had so much on her mind lately that it had slipped her mind completely. "Yes, I remember. I must confess I'd forgotten completely that someone would be fixing the place up ... it's nice to meet you, Donny, isn't itr
"Yeah...." he said, lowering his eyes from her huge tits and blushing. "Well, we'll get to know each other okay, I guess, this summer. The boat has been sort of neglected. Like I said, Miss Stuart told me to drop by and do whatever needed to be done. You don't have to worry-I won't get in your way, and I've done work on boats, so I know what to do. It might take a few days to get the deck sanded down and painted, but after that it'll be real nice, Miss Sommers. The 'Soda Pop' could be a real beauty, if you'll let me work full time on it, you know. Dad said Miss Stuart told him if I took good care of you when you moved in, you might hire me to take care of everything all through the summer. I've worked on boats in a lot of places around here, and I do it all real quietly-you'd never know I was here working. I can borrow a car if you need anything . .
"Donny, slow down!" Liz cried out, trying not to laugh at his eagerness. "You're going too fast. I can't understand all you say!"
"Yeah, well...." he said, his eyes on the roundness of her sensuously billowing titties, fascinated by the way the nipples were rising. "I talk too much. I know that. Everybody says I talk too much, Miss Sommers. Sorry."
"Oh, it's not that," Liz said kindly. "Perhaps you try to talk too fast. Now, let's try that again!"
"Well, Dad wrote to the Stuarts and told them I'd be around here for the summer, and Miss Stuart wrote back to have me drop by an' see you. Anyway, I like to do things around a place like this, because someday I'd like to have a boat myself and be able to take care of it." He grinned shyly. "You pretty much have to take care of it yourself unless you're rich. You know what a carpenter costs on weekends? Thirty-two bucks an hour, and you got to pay him from the time he leaves his house. And he always forgets his tools. That's a lot of money, damn! I wouldn't charge you nothing, though. A dollar an hour for work is all. If you needed something like plumbing, where I'd get real dirty, if you wanted to give me a little more, okay." He blushed again. "Anyway, I figured I should tell ya the truth. I'm trying to get enough money together to get a thirty-foot motor sailer. I'm really into boats and then I could go into business for myself, you know? Hey, am I talking too much again . .
"Donny-take it easy," Liz said, trying to make him relax. She wanted to reach out and tousle his hair, but restrained herself, because she knew if she touched him once, all restraint would be gone. She would have to watch herself around him. He was so much like Jamie she could feel her pussy tightening again beneath her panties.
"I'm glad Miss Stuart asked you to stop by," she said, carefully phrasing her words. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have anybody to turn to when something has to her done, and there are so many things that can go wrong when you're living on a boat, even though it's just for this summer. I'm sure you know much better than I do what needs to be done. This is the first time I've ever stayed on a houseboat, and I don't know very much about them ... and I would like this one to be pretty and comfortable for me for the time being. I know it hasn't been lived in for a while, so there are probably things inside which need attention, too, and if you can fix them, it will be great. Now, a dollar an hour would be much too little for anything except swatting flies. You'd never get your sailboat at those wages. If you can do whatever I'd have to call a carpenter or a plumber or an electrician for-well, I can't afford thirty-five dollars an hour, but I'll give you whatever I can. Would that be okay with you, Donny?"
"Oh, yes, yes, ma'am," he blurted excitedly. "By spring I'd have enough money for a smaller sailer. Then, I can start a little business of my own next summer. You know, renting it out to people to take out."
"You're a very enterprising young man." She giggled at his enthusiasm. "And if I can help you get the boat, I will. And I'll tell you something else." She smiled demurely at him. "You'll go a long way, Donny."
The boy blushed again, pleased. "Thanks, Miss Sommers. If I can get enough bread together, I'd really wind up doing beautifully, even while going to school. Working on weekends, I'd still come out making fifty dollars a week...." He twisted his young hands together and grinned at her as if apologizing for some imagined shortcoming.
Take my money! Just let me get ahold of your sweet little boy-cock! Liz thought crazily.
He was so young and vibrant and sincere, after all the insensitive older men she had been forced to endure and evade. He was, in a way, the image of her brother, only younger, and more innocent. Jamie had been so sincere, but he had not been innocent. He'd fucked her crazy and often made her scream for more of the same. But that had been a while back and now, after years, the pain was still there, and even stronger, a longing. And now, an unexpected complication presented by this handsome boy who innocently sparked so many memories, stirred such long-repressed desire. Liz Sommers fought to compose herself, knowing that her shameless need for Donny's young cock to fuck her hungrily seething cunt was showing in her flushed face, but she couldn't keep her eyes from the bulging crotch of his pants, where the urgent outline of his swollen little prick was so firmly etched.
"If you're so interested in getting a boat, perhaps your dad could help," she smiled. "It sounds like you could pay back a loan quite quickly."
"I'm just a kid," he said bitterly. "Just in high school. And Dad doesn't like the idea of me spending so much time with boats, ya know. That's for boat-bums, or something. He'd like me to save my money for college, or something like that. But he can't figure why I love boats and want to travel, and there's no way I can tell 'im I really dig working with my hands."
"I'm sure you could work beautifully with your hands," she said, almost dreamily.
"What...?" The boy stopped his constant chatter and looked at the blinking older woman.
"I mean, you seem so strong," she said.
"I work out a lot," he said. "I mean with weights and stuff like that."
"Now, about your ambitions, young man, and your wanting a boat. Maybe we can make a deal where you can pick up a lot of money by working this one over completely." Forcing herself to look squarely in his blue eyes, she said, "Donny, if you honestly think you can do a good job, I'll tell you what I might do. You sand the deck and paint the boat. You use your own judgment and the Stuarts will pay you at the end of the summer. If it works out, by August you should have enough money to put a down payment on something. And if it doesn't, you won't have any money invested. How does that sound?"
"Fantastic, Miss Sommers!" the boy exclaimed, shaking his head in wonderment. "But ... I ... are you sure it'd be okay with you?"
"Look here, Donny," the older woman said, trying to sound stern. "You'll be doing a lot of dirty work which needs to be done. You might as well do it and get paid than someone else."
"We ... I mean, I don't want to take advantage of you," he said shyly, his eyes fixed on the swelling of her huge, wide-set tits under the see-through fabric of her blouse. "I think maybe I should start by helping you get all this stuff inside and put away, and maybe there's some heavy things to be moved around."
"Okay, Donny. Good idea," she said. "I'm not getting much done by myself in this heat."
"Yeah, this place gets pretty hot," he said. "You just let me handle this stuff, ma'am. I'll get it inside for you, and then I'll figure out just where to start on the boat."
"Yes ... if you'd do that ... Liz mumbled, no longer able to look the boy in the face. She was conscious only of the massive bulge at the crotch of his jeans. She wanted to rip them open, clutch his teenage cock, hug him to her, drop to her knees and suck his balls dry of his fresh, innocent young cum!
It had been so long, and he was so much like Jamie, so desirable. She imagined what it would feel like to feel his youthfully excited cock fucking deep up into her hungrily gripping cunt walls. She thought of how it would feel to have her sensitive pussy-flesh rippling ahead of the penetrating stiffness of his virile young prick in wave after sensual wave as he fucked deeper and deeper up into it. She almost groaned aloud as she imagined the masses of their softly curling cunt and cock hairs smacked together and tangled wetly, his heavy balls squashing against her nakedly straining asscheeks while her trembling thighs clamped his young virile body and his hotly spurting cock filled her quaking belly to the brim.
How could this be? How could she have resisted temptation to let grown men fuck her so many times, even turned to her girlfriend Margot for relief, and now so suddenly turn to this boy who was barely old enough to shave? A boy who was obviously so inexperienced, who looked on her as an older woman and therefore untouchable, even though she could see his cock was swelling in his pants at the sight of her titties and scantily clad body. How could she want and need him to fuck her so much, so soon? God, she had just set eyes on him!
"But it's too hot for you to do any work outside today," she muttered. "Let it go until later, Donny."
"Never you mind," he said cheerfully, "I'll get the rest of your stuff inside and then figure out where to begin out there."
"Fine ... okay, that'll be fine, Donny," the mesmerized, dark-haired beauty said, nearly choking on the words. "But I don't want you to work too hard in the hot sun."
"Don't worry, I won't."
He smiled his little boy grin and disappeared out the door. In a matter of moments, he had her car completely unloaded and the boxes and luggage stacked in the main cabin.
"Want me to help put this stuff away?" he asked.
Liz could tell he was trying to keep his eyes averted from her long tanned legs and hugely bursting titties, and having no more success than she herself as she attempted to keep her fascinated, lecherous gaze from the still evident bulge of his throbbing young cock. Oh, God, how she wanted to go to him, to take his beautiful teenage prick in her hand and fondle it, to feel and taste his hotly rigid little peter! But, she must resist the temptation, keep control of herself!
"I think I'd better do it myself, Donny," she said, her voice almost breaking. "I'll have to figure out just where I want things, and I'd probably change my mind so many times I'd drive you crazy. No-just get started on sanding the decks for now."
"Whatever you say, Miss Sommers."
The boy went out. Standing back from the open door, she watched his lithe movements as he moved about the back deck. His muscles rippled like a panther s-the sandpaper block he was using slicing smoothly at the stubborn varnish.
Stop this! she commanded herself. He's too young to even know what a cock is for!
But it was an impossible order. Liz knew that as long as she lingered there, she wouldn't be able to take her eyes off the handsome youngster, and with a great force of will, she made herself turn away and start unpacking the boxes in the cabin. But it was almost impossible to concentrate on the task before her-at one point she found herself neatly placing her bras and panties in the silverware drawer! Liz' mind was hazy. All she could think about was the boy's cock bulging in his pants! It became worse when she happened to look out the window and saw that Donny had removed his Tshirt and was now naked to the waist, a film of perspiration gleaming on his golden young body, his muscles rippling with energy as he worked.
He was smiling, happy that he had a fob for the summer, whistling as he worked. She saw with some relief that his exertions had apparently diverted his attention from her, for the titillating swelling in his jeans had disappeared. Liz wished the ache in her own hungry pussy would do the same, but it only became worse, and it was only with a supreme effort of will that she was able to finish unpacking and sorting things out.
Furiously, she tried to divert her mind, deciding at one point to call Margot at her home and ask her to drive up from Sacramento. With Margot on hand, she would be safe from her own lewd desires, and there would be no question of a lesbian episode with her pretty young friend again ... after seeing Donny, the last thing Liz wanted was another woman touching her. She began looking around the cabin for a telephone before she realized that there wasn't one. There was only a CB.
The tormented brunette, surrendering to this unforseen impasse, decided the only solution was to literally drown the raging fire within her hotly yearning cunt in an ice-cold shower. With sudden determination, she grabbed a fluffy towel and a new cake of soap and flew into the small bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
Here, she would purge herself on her lewd desires! With startling rapidity, she wriggled out of her few clothes, acutely aware of the rich heady female scent of her juice-flooded pussy, aware that her tanned, curvaceous flesh glistened with a faint sheen of perspiration. Brought on by what? The heavy heat of the day outside, or the rampant need for a cock locked inside her and so long-denied release?
Liz caught sight of her own image in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door and almost fearfully let her eyes rove over the reflection. The buds, of her ruby-hued nipples were swollen and erect with desire, darkening the tips of her huge, whitely billowing tits. She could see her brown eyes, smoky with unspent passion, her mouth full and slightly parted over even white teeth. From the fullness of her tits, her body curved sharply into an almost tiny waist, then flared out into the rich swelling of a smooth ass. Nestled in the dark triangle of her pussy hairs, she could see her tiny pink clitoris peeping out at her. Did she imagine it, or were her softly curling cunt-hairs glistening with treacherously flowing pussy-juices? Almost fearfully, she let her right hand move between her legs. Yes! She was wet, ready to be fucked ... hot and ready for young Donny Anderson's ... cock!
Moaning, she closed her eyes against the lewd image of her wetly glistening pussy lips and stepped into the shower, turning it on cold, and gasping at the shock of the stinging icy water.
Yessssss ... this was better. The buffeting spray momentarily drove her lewd thoughts of the boy away, and she began to soap the goose-bumped curves of her body thoroughly, trying to wash her mind as clean of lewd desires as her cream-white flesh. She knew her long raven hair was getting soaked, too, but she didn't care. She stayed in the shower for a long time, punishing herself until she felt almost frozen, unable to think of anything but the chill which permeated her trembling body. Only then did she shut off the pelting icy water and reach for the towel to rub herself dry.
And almost instantly she realized she'd made a mistake.
The bathroom had a porthole overlooking the aft deck where the lithe young boy was still working. The window was open, allowing the furnace heat of the day into the small room. She began to pant like a bitch in heat at the sight of him, and, as of their own volition, her fingers slipped down toward the hotly throbbing lips of her cunt and slipped wetly inside. First one finger, then a second and a third fucked deep up into her passion-swollen pussy, spreading the long-unfucked little hole between her thighs as her thumb went to the already hardened button of her quivering pink clitoris and stroked it in time to the deeply fucking fingers. But it was all a meager substitute for the young prick she so desperately wanted and needed.
"Aaaaaaah-oohhhhhhhhh!" the voluptuous, shamelessly excited older woman moaned, knowing she had completely lost control.
Her eyes glazed and her mouth parted as she panted uncontrollably, her fingers rubbing and probing and plunging wantonly into her hungrily gripping pussy-flesh. She did not know whether it was her wild, lecherous desire for the young boy, or just a spell which had somehow overcome her, possibly triggered by the experience of finally getting away from the exciting memories which haunted her in Sacramento. How else to explain her sudden, uncontrollable need to finger-fuck herself only a short while before, out in the open on the deck, where anyone might have passed and seen her? After all, she hadn't even known that young Donny was alive at that time. Then again, maybe this wanton self-indulgence was really brought on by nothing more than a subconscious linking of Donny with her time-distorted memory of the brief wonderful time she'd spent so long ago with Jamie, her brother.
She couldn't think clearly at all. Her thoughts were a complete jumble as she steadily neared a self-induced, cunt-bursting cum!
God! Twice in one day-when she'd gone a whole month without ever finger-fucking her pussy, or allowing herself to think of the sexual pleasures her vibrant healthy body demanded as its right. The wanton brunette's wildly stroking hand became a blur in the moistly flowing little hole of her hungrily devouring cunt
"Ohhhh! Oooooooh!" The waves of pussy-flaring sensation were surging through her excitedly jerking cunt as her naked pubic mound thrust out and ground hotly around in wild spasms against the pleasure-giving fingers. "Uggggh! Ugghhhhhhl Aaaaaaaaah-yess, now ... I'm, oh, God help meeeee ... I'm cuuuuuminnnnnggg!"
The hot, slick pussy-juices gushed like falling rain from her ecstatically exploding cunt, coating her hand thickly as she sank down panting onto the toilet seat, her long tapering legs splayed wide. She pressed her hand tight to the softly palpitating mat of her pussy hairs as her obscenely sated passion receded.
In the mirror Liz saw her own lewd image, her face flushing red with her stilled lust, her eyes glazed, her dark hair matted wetly where it hung far down her shoulders, her full, firm tits jiggling with the slow spasming of her desire-spent body. Weakly, ashamed to meet her own eyes in the mirror, she stood on shaky legs in front of the washbasin.
Taking a cloth and fragrant soap, Liz Sommers, with trembling fingers, began to wash away the warm, slippery cum, the unmistakable evidence of her own unnatural yielding to fingering her cunt to orgasm.
"Yes. He's got to go. I have to send him away," she told herself. "If I look out there and see him, I won't be able to help myself. I'll call him in here on some pretext and tease him into fucking me ... a mere boy ... and I can't let this sort of thing happen!"
No ... she couldn't allow it, the voluptuous brunette knew. If anything did happen and they were found out, she would be disgraced. She wished fervently now that she had stopped it before it began, told the eager teenager she was sorry but she had already arranged for the work to be done and had left it at that. Now, she could see no way of getting out of her predicament. Certainly she couldn't do anything so unfair as to renege on the arrangement on the pretext that Donny wasn't a satisfactory worker. He was doing the work of two or three men and seemed to have boundless energy. Certainly, he was ambitious and polite and respectful. She sensed he would never give her cause to fire him. But at least she could send him away for the rest of the day, and maybe by tomorrow she would have conceived a solution, or the wanton need up inside her treacherous little pussy would have passed as quickly as it had come over her.
But how to send him away gracefully? It was now only mid-afternoon, and she could see by watching through the window that the boy had blocked out a certain amount of the work to be finished that day. And she knew that if she tried to he to him, she would regret it the rest of her life. No, the only thing to do was take herself away. At least that she could do without creating an awkward scene.
Liz thought for an excuse to absent herself and finally decided to simply tell him she had to go make a phone call. She would dress and be gone before she could put it Off another moment.
With great strength of will she found panties in a drawer and quickly stepped into them, pulling them tightly over the smooth cheeks of her ass. She drew a thin peasant blouse over her head and then put on patterned jeans she knew were really too tight and revealing.
Slipping into sandals, she slung her purse over her shoulder and almost ran to the car, jumping onto the seat and slamming the door just as the boy, still bare to the waist and carrying a large rope, came around to the back of the boat.
"I've got to go into town to make a call, Donny," she blurted, incapable of glancing at him. She fumbled for her ignition key, found it, and twisted it until the motor came on. "I shouldn't be back till fairly late, so you finish up whenever you want, okay?"
"All right ... Miss Sommers." His eyes danced when he said these words. She had never thought clearly about her relationship with this boy, but with those two words he'd spelled it out. "Things are a wreck now," he continued, 'Taut by next week, I'll have the place 'ship-shape.'"
"That'll be fine, Donny," she said, trying to smile. Suddenly, she saw him not as a boy but as some kind of threat from which she didn't know how to escape. "Now, if you get hungry or thirsty," she said, regaining her composure, "just raid the fridge. You'll find a few cold cuts, and there's some beer ... but then, you're barely old enough to drink beer, are you? There's some cold soft drinks, too."
He shrugged. "Thanks, Miss Sommers," he said, his eyes roving over her voluptuous body. She winced. He seemed to know how hungry her pussy was for his hard young cock! "I'll have something to drink in awhile. See you tomorrow morning."
"Uhh ... yes, in the morning," she mumbled.
Her seatbelt fastened, Liz sped down the mountain, her mind racing on crazily. She didn't know where she was going-only that she would stay away from the boat long enough to be sure that the handsome young boy had gone home for the day.
She thought of driving down to Redding and buying some provisions, as she did need more supplies, and she knew she would have to start remembering to do all her shopping on a one trip a week basis. Bringing home food every day just wouldn't be practical anymore, living so far from a larger town.
She wondered if young Donny had ever seen a girl's pussy, but that seemed foolish! What did he matter anyway? What worried her was the fact that she'd come up here to get away from the strain of city life and once and for all rid herself of the painful longing for men-especially young men-boys!
The trees sped by in neat rows, and the mountains seemed to rise up higher around her. Now she was passing by the village general store and gas station-about all the small town of Ingot amounted to-but she didn't see the two boys seated in the shade of the building, watching her as she drove on.
"Man, that Sommers lady moved her ass fast around here," said Chuckie Reed, gazing through the mid-afternoon heat at the spirals of dust left by Liz Sommers' speeding blue Toyota.
"No shit...." his buddy agreed, watching with great interest as the car disappeared around a bend in the road. "Maybe she's got some guy waiting for her that she's hot to fuck," the boy grinned and then dragged deeply on his cigarette. "I don't know how I'm gonna work it, but I'm sure as shit gonna get me some of that prime ass too, man."
"Well, I know I'd like to fill her sexy mouth with my prick," said Jackie.
"I wouldn't mind her taking a lick of mine either," his buddy agreed. "Think she sucks guys off?"
"My old man says he never knew a pretty chick who wouldn't go into the blow-job business once you got it into her mouth," Chuckie said. "He said sometimes you gotta kinda persuade 'em to do it at first, though." The boy laughed and rubbed his crotch obscenely. "But, once they get that first little taste, well, they come to like it ... I mean, they can't hardly not!"
"But how do we get her?"
"Wait a while ... until we get something on her." Jackie winked. "Well be seeing her either in the drugstore or around town," he said, nodding in the direction of Redding. He reached his hand down and rubbed the painfully throbbing bulge of his young cock once again.
"Maybe if we let her know we saw her rubbing her cunt and cumming out in front of us two kids, she might just give us a little pussy to keep us quiet."
"Yeah, well ... Chuckie said thoughtfully, "I guess a hot piece of cunt like her is worth waiting for. Bet she knows how to suck cock better even than Mary Jane Moore, we just gotta be careful we don't screw up if we wanta get her."
"Well," Jackie said thoughtfully, staring off into the green of the tree-covered mountains. "Wouldn't it be something if n we could catch her with her lezzy girlfriend and watch 'em eatin' each other's pussies?"
"Jeez," said Chuckie, sipping excitedly at his filched beer. "I can almost taste it myself! That cunt's pussy, I mean!"
CHAPTER THREE
Young Donny Anderson put his tools aside and stepped into the comparative coolness of the main cabin. He was sweating heavily from his exertions and thought that, despite his resolve, one quick sandwich and a root beer would be okay.
He shut the door behind him and headed straight for the refrigerator. He found a can of soda and some cold cuts and ate and drank quickly. He realized suddenly afterward that he had to use the bathroom.
When he entered it, he was immediately assailed by the sweet womanly scent of the beautiful Miss Sommers-and he felt glad that he could work for such a beautiful woman for the summer. Jeez, she had such big titties! But she was much too old for him. And besides, you didn't mess around with older ladies when you were just a kid. But she seemed like such a fine person, giving him the job and all, when she might as well have hired somebody professional to do it.
Now he struggled with the zipper of his jeans, ashamed at the physical reaction caused by just thinking of how voluptuous Miss Sommers looked wearing only the thin blouse and shorts. No mistaking it, he'd been able to see the points of her hot nipples. She wasn't even wearing a bra! And where her thighs came together, yes, there had been wisps of soft dark cunt-hairs curling out where the fabric had been pressed tight into the slit of her pussy. And the way her ass moved when she walked or bent over! Crap!
It became too much for the young boy just thinking of Miss Sommers' tits and her softly curling pussy-hairs. Against his will, his cock, freed from the restraint of his jeans, sprang up semi-erect, the rubbery head swelling dark with urgent blood. He shut his eyes and tried to will it soft again, but it only became worse.
Resolutely, he tried to force his ever hardening young prick downward, to aim it toward the toilet. He knew that if he could relieve the pressure in his bladder, the heavily aching hardness would go away. Then he could go back out to the sticky heat of the deck and divert his attentions with hard work. He tried to think of anything in the world but the beautiful older lady, and finally conceded that he was going to fail completely.
Against his will, his strong closed fist began slowly to pump the length of his obscenely excited cock, jacking the thin young foreskin back and forth over the blood-engorged head. He began to imagine what his Miss Sommers would look like naked, stripped bare of her scanty summer clothes, her voluptuous tits rubbing against him, her hands stroking his hardened prick as even now he was stroking it himself. He thought of her soaked pussy all covered with soft cunt hairs against his own, rubbing hard against his aching cock. His hand moved faster and faster, and he began to groan, thinking of her standing tight against him, their naked bellies rubbing and her smooth tapering legs inching apart to allow his thickly pulsating cock to fuck into the hot moist opening of her cunt.
He felt his young balls drawing up tight to his body as he rocked wildly to and fro, and then, in a matter of minutes, it ended as a great spurting rush of hot-white cum squirted from his wildly jerking young cock to splatter over the mirror in front of him.
"Shooot! Aiiiigh!" he groaned, his face red with exertion, his chest heaving, his entire body trembling uncontrollably. "Oooo! God!"
Then the wave of shame spread over him, and he could no longer look at his own image. Flushing in solitary embarrassment, he frantically looked for something to wipe away the lewd evidence of his jacking-off while thinking of the beautiful Miss Sommers' naked pussy.
He picked up the washcloth Liz herself had used to wipe away her own cum such a short time before when she too had yielded to the uncontrollable desire to finger-fuck herself. He cleaned himself with it, rinsed it and hurriedly washed the wall and mirror, never suspecting the previous use to which the cloth had been put, never thinking that the lovely older lady could have dreamed of his naked cock the way he had dreamed of her naked cunt.
Finally the teenager was in physical and emotional control of himself again. He thought of going back out to sand the deck and decided it would be a good idea. He could work another hour or so before having to go home to dinner, but what if Miss Sommers should return unexpectedly? He was sure she would be able to tell with a single look at his face what he had done and in that case she would surely send him away, afraid that on some future occasion he might try to rape her. And he really didn't want to do that. He was almost in love with her after seeing her for just an hour. He would never in his life do anything to hurt her, never! But how would he be able to explain that if she accused him? No, the best thing to do, Donny thought, was to leave now. In the morning he was sure the vision and memory of what he had done would be lessened enough so he could handle himself all right.
Looking carefully to be sure he had removed all traces of his explosive, white-hot cum from the bathroom, he left the houseboat and locked the door behind him. Minutes later he was pedaling swiftly down the curving road toward his home for dinner.
Liz drove down the mountain road on highway five toward Redding, unaware of how much time had passed. At one point she realized her tank was nearly empty, and she stopped at a service station to get gas and only then did she remember the supplies she intended to buy.
Well, the pretty brunette thought, doing the shopping now would be a good way to kill time. She stopped at a large shopping center which had a supermarket and hardware store and an assortment of shops and began buying soft drinks, and although she seldom used alcohol, a six-pack of beer and a bottle of Scotch.
She figured it was safe to go back to the boat now, even if she was still a bit apprehensive about her own feelings. She turned the car toward home and was within a few miles of her destination when she realized that the air had turned cool.
Abruptly, a thought struck her-perhaps with the coolness of the approaching night, young Donny had decided to return for a couple more hours work after he'd had his dinner!
Shrugging to herself, Liz thought this was un-likely, but it was a possibility, particularly as he had been so eager to earn money for the summer. And he was such a conscientious, hard-working young man, so unlike most of those she saw each day in her English class at school. There the voluptuous teacher had encountered some of the worst types. She'd known teenagers in her day, and in fact had been one herself, but the young people she met in some of the Sacramento areas had absolutely shocking manners. Wise beyond their years, wearing their hair long, which might as well have been yesterday's black leather jackets and too-tight jeans, and with the inevitable cigarette dangling from their mouths, they made the most vile remarks to her.
"Hey, lady ... you don't seem to be doin' much business this afternoon-how T)Out a quickie?"
"Shiiittt," another whistled between his teeth. "You got some ass! Wouldn't mind getting a little of that-wanna sneak over here and give some to me?"
And then another: "Cmon honey, gimme some head! You know, suck me off with those pretty red lips of yours!"
But the more angry Liz became, the more they appeared to enjoy it, laughing, dancing around her, whistling, trying to get their hands on her as she whirled in circles, attempting to keep her enraged eyes on all of them at once. When such incidents had first begun, she'd called the police, but by the time the black-and-white car would arrive, the delinquents would have hootingly fled down the street or a convenient alley or over a fence. And she had soon learned that by calling the police, she was creating a different problem for herself, for in her own way, the officers enjoyed taunting her just as much as the kids. What started out as mild flirtations and a couple of dates, soon turned into lewd conversations and compromising wrestling matches to keep their hands off her pussy. They were no better than the kids they were supposed to be protecting her from! And men had been after her friend Margot, trying to fuck her and nearly driving the shy lesbian girl out of her mind.
A neon sign on the roadway suddenly jolted Liz from her unpleasant reverie. Although the troubled brunette beauty seldom drank, she thought a quiet drink might ease her tensions. Only a few cars were in the diner parking lot ahead, so she pulled up and took the precaution of peeking in the door before entering.
It looked safe enough-the only customers were two middle-aged couples who were drinking beer and playing pool. Grateful that the place wasn't crowded, she went in. She would never sit at a bar, so she asked the elderly barman to bring her a bourbon and seven to one of the booths which -lined the far end of the room. As she got into the booth she noticed the way the barman's eyes lingered on the lush contours of her tits and asscheeks, even though, to judge from his appearance, he must have been in his fifties. Nervously, she sipped her drink and then lit a cigarette.
Liz wondered why it was that males, no matter what their age, seemed to eye her in the same lewd, salacious way. She knew that she was a beautiful woman and so had to expect a certain amount of attention, but it seemed they all wanted to fuck her. Time and again she had seen it happen when she was in the company of women or younger girls who seemed just as attractive as herself, Liz was the one they had eyes for, and God knew she didn't intentionally invite the leering glances and thinly veiled suggestions which often were outright propositions of the frankest sort. It made her blush to think of them because, no matter how quickly and coldly she had invariably rejected them, deep within herself had been a wanton desire for a male with a hard-driving cock plunging in and out of her yearning cunt, fucking her without mercy, bringing her to the pussy-searing cum her long-denied cunt had longed for over so many lonely years after her brother, Jamie, had moved away to college, and stopped fucking her in her bedroom at night.
Just thinking about his sneaking into her room after their parents were asleep and fucking her crazy with his virile young teenage cock made her gulp her drink, spilling a few drops from her sensuous mouth as her lower lip trembled. Her neglected cigarette had burned itself out in the ashtray, and with fumbling fingers she quickly lit another and drew deeply on the penetrating smoke.
It was those times of unbearable temptation that had driven her to Margot. Thank God there were so few of those times, she thought.
Now she remembered how it had been with the slender girl, whose huge dark eyes were luminous in the dim room-Margot gently undressing her and guiding her to the bed, laying her down, kissing with her hotly searching mouth while her flickering tongue lashed at Liz' burning pussy-flesh, inch by inch until finally Margot's curly cap of light hair dipped into the widespread split up between Liz' hotly trembling thighs, and her darting tongue speared into the lips of her nakedly trembling cunt. Liz writhing and moaning on the bed, clutching Margot's bobbing blonde head between her hands while the soft avid sounds of licking and sucking filled the room.
Afterward, drained of her frustrations in a soul-rending, cunt-ripping cum, the satisfied brunette would sleep in Margot's warm embrace, feeling that perhaps she should lick her naked pussy to cumming in return, but having no real desire to. Out of gratitude, Liz thought she would do anything Margot asked of her, but the quiet lesbian never asked. As if knowing the few episodes were really a foreign thing for Liz, the girl never mentioned them, even in a hinting way, and for this her friend was doubly grateful.
Now her glass was suddenly empty, and the relaxing brunette teacher caught the bartender's eye to signal for a refill. While waiting for him to bring it, needing to concentrate on something, anything to divert her attention from her lewd recollections, she watched the rising spirals of smoke from her cigarette.
"Hi, there, Miss Sommers!"
A fresh drink was suddenly on the table, and she looked up, startled to see a young boy she thought she should recognize but couldn't. He was rather tall and thin, with a long face and thick, long hair. His mouth was heavy, and in the dim light of the tavern, his eyes were looking at her in a way she knew only too well. How could he know her? She'd never been in this place before in her life. The young boy correctly read the confusion on her startled face.
"Pete asked me to bring this over ... don't you remember who I am? Well, you just saw me that one time ... I was working in the drugstore with my old man up at the lake. I'm Jackie Whitaker, 'member? Then, the other day, I was biking and saw you on the deck of your boat."
"Oh ... yes, Jackie," she managed to say weakly. He had seen her once on the deck! Did that mean that he had been an unseen observer as she'd rubbed her pussy to cumming?
Oh God, it couldn't be!
But there was an unmistakable air to the way the boy had his eyes fixed on her full, sensuous titties, just like every woman-abusing male. The guilt-ridden older woman found her voice. "No ... I'm sorry, I mean I couldn't see you here in the bad light. Thanks for, uh, bringing me my drink." She fished coins from her purse and put them on the table. "I think this is the right amount."
"My old man is friends with Pete and he doesn't mind if I come in. We got real friendly people around."
The tall thin boy moved to sit down across from her, but Liz cooled him with her eyes and then, with an imperious edge to her tone, said, "I'm sorry, Jackie, but I'm very tired. If you don't mind, I'd like to sit here alone and think."
"Jeez, I can understand that, Miss Sommers," he said, scratching his chin and smiling. "Now, why don't you let me do you a little favor. I seen all that shit in your car, and I figured maybe you might need some help ... getting it in."
"Getting it in?!"
"Yeah," he answered, his grin widening. "Getting it in. Like you shouldn't have to carry all that stuff into the house. I'll do it for you tomorrow. It's summer vacation and I don't have any school."
His words had a bestially obscene connotation to them, and looking at his young face, she knew he meant them just the way his expression seemed to indicate. God ... this was absolutely horrible! It seemed the boys up here were as bad in their way as those she had spent so much time evading in Sacramento. Well ... she'd just have to stop it before it got started.
"Thanks, Jackie," she said, smiling, managing to keep calm, cool and collected. "You see, I already have a young man to help me out this summer. Besides, Donny has already unloaded my car."
"That's Donny Anderson? He's in my class at school. Miss Sommers, you let me know if he ain't doin' the job and I'll be around."
"Please leave me alone now," she said, abruptly less confident in herself. "Good-night, Jackie," the now-furious brunette said.
Her less than subtle tormentor grinned and strode to the door. Moments later, she heard the sound of a car starting and he drove away. Tears began to form in Liz' eyes, and her entire body trembled in mingled anger and fear. She wished desperately that she had gone straight back to the houseboat, for now she couldn't bring herself to leave the tavern.
Her nerves were totally shot, and without thinking, she called for another drink. Another followed, then another. And then it was two a.m., and she was almost unconsciously negotiating the narrow road home, barely finding the extra set of keys and climbing into bed.
CHAPTER FOUR
The early morning sun awoke her and Liz thought for a moment, not recalling how she'd made it home. Her head felt like a hammer had slammed into it, and her teeth felt like tombstones-the way they always did when she had a hangover. Never again, she vowed to herself as she stumbled into the shower-no matter how strong the stress. She dressed, then went into the kitchen for coffee. The coffee was as bitter a reminder as she could have of her night's intoxication-but then she remembered the Scotch she'd purchased and thought a little hair of the dog wouldn't hurt her. As soon as she'd retrieved the bottle from the car and poured herself a shot, she began to feel much better. Then she put the bottle away and considered the day before her.
Driving back down to Sacramento would be useless, as she'd nothing much to do except pick up a few things at her apartment. There was more to do here, straightening up the houseboat to make it livable.
As she began her chores, the voluptuous brunette began to feel better-until suddenly she remembered young Donny would be arriving in an hour or so. Then, as abruptly as she'd thought of him, she heard him step down the gangplank and wave to her through the window.
"Oh Lord ... no," she cursed, as her wanton desire for the teenage boy to fuck her began to return. "I should have gotten word to him not to come-but I can't send him away without making him think something's wrong."
Slowly, her long legs trembling under her, her cunt moistening between her legs, she went to greet the boy, hoping she didn't look as hungover as she felt. She opened the door and made herself meet the handsome teenager's glance. For some reason, he seemed to be embarrassed, and if so, it made two of them, she thought.
"Hi there, Donny," she was able to say. "You're early."
"Well," he said, his eyes dropping shyly away to fix on his feet. "I won't be able to stay too late today. I got other work to do this afternoon."
"Okay, Donny, whatever you want is fine. Just help me by unloading those things in the car. I bought a few more supplies yesterday."
Relieved, Liz closed the door as the boy moved away. For a while she tried to stay out of his way by moving from one cabin to another. But the insatiable heat of desire was growing once more in her cunt, and the youngster's mere presence was making her tremble with the forbidden need for his virile young cock. She attempted to keep Donny from her sight, and for a time she succeeded; then shortly before noon, she realized she was ravenously hungry, that she had forgotten to have any dinner the night before.
Liz went to the kitchen and began making a lunch. The heat of the day put the thought of a hot meal out of the question, so she began making sandwiches, cold cuts, and cheese.
Abruptly she realized she would have to ask Donny to eat with her. He'd been slaving even harder than she in the sweltering heat, again stripped to the waist. She put several more sandwiches together, trying to postpone the moment when she must call him inside the cabin, and she even thought of taking a plate out on the deck for him, but knew that would surely look strange.
It was something she would have to face sooner or later. Resolutely, she went to the door and called the boy into the kitchen where the heaping platter of sandwiches and a pitcher of lemonade and glasses were laid out on the small table.
"Donny-lunch time," she called.
In a moment, he appeared, wiping the sweat from his face and youthful body with his T-shirt. "You didn't have to fix me anything, Miss Sommers. I brought some sandwiches."
She tried to avoid his youthful stare and said, "Now, no nonsense. Just c'mon in. It's all fixed!"
He brushed past her toward the bathroom, his male-scented body bumping awkwardly against the throbbing peaks of her full tits. "Aw, okay, thanks," he said.
In a minute they were seated at the table, and only then did she realize that the dining booth was so restricted that their knees touched. They both tried to pull back at the same moment, but there wasn't enough roomhis back was against the cabin divider and hers against the sink cabinet.
Both blushed and then grinned as if to say there wasn't a thing they could do about it. Donny began to eat the sandwiches as she poured lemonade for him. The boy shyly avoided looking directly in her face, for which she was glad, since surely he would have read the naked yearning for him to fuck her that must show vividly there. Liz realized she should have laid out the lunch on the coffee table in the main salon, yet that might have been worse-she might have pulled him down to her right there on the couch!
Donny ate furiously, trying to take his mind off the rampant urge to reach across the table, and grasp the straining fullness of the beautiful older woman's huge tits in his hands and fondle and squeeze them. God, he'd love to bring his mouth down hard on her luscious erect little nipples that were poking out beneath her blouse! Inside his jeans, his young cock was pulsing so hard it ached, and he knew that as soon as he finished eating he would have to get out by the car behind some trees and jerk himself off again. It was shameful, he knew, but he'd just have to do something!
The beautiful older woman felt the surge of heat in her cunt and the stiffening of her clitoris until it was rubbing achingly against the constricting fabric of her shorts. Only then did she realize that she'd forgotten to put on panties. She felt her pussy-juices begin to flow and knew that in a minute or two the crotch of her shorts would be sopping wet, that she somehow would have to remain seated until the youngster left the cabin, because if she stood up, he would surely see what just his knee touching hers had caused!
But suddenly, Liz just didn't care anymore. This was an honest sexual arousal, nothing like the unclean desires she had felt with those few men who had affected her so strongly that she had shut herself off from them and run to Margot for help. What she was experiencing now was the same sort of thing she'd felt with Jamie and even her young students at school. Yet the tormented brunette knew she must somehow control herself. She wished she could work a hand down the front of her shorts to finger the hotly tingling button of her clitoris, and bring on a slight release of the tension up inside her cunt no matter how ultimately unfulfilling it might be.
But it would be utterly impossible to accomplish this with the handsome young boy sitting so close to her across the table. He'd certainly be able to tell she was fingering her pussy. She felt her face growing hot and the nipples of her tits crying for attention. Her entire cunt seemed to be catching fire as she reached blindly for the glass of lemonade beside her forgotten sandwich in a symbolic effort to quench the flames of lust. But her coordination was gone completely, and she would have tipped it over if Donny hadn't caught the glass and her hand, his fingers closing tight over both.
"Miss Sommers-you okay?" he blurted, fearful that somehow she had read his lascivious thoughts of seeing her naked pussy that were boiling in his brain and become understandably upset. "Gosh, you look kinda strange...."
"I-oh-I think I'm a bit sick, Donny," she was able to say. "Last night-I-I drank too much, more than I'm used to. Maybe I ought to go on into the stateroom and lie down on my bunk."
"Just a sec', let me help you," he mumbled, squeezing from the booth and standing awkwardly with his hand still clasped in hers. He was afraid to look her in the eye, afraid she'd see the uncontrollable bulge in his jeans. "Maybe you worked too hard in here, too ..
Liz raised her eyes from the tabletop, sweeping her gaze over the slender, hard-muscled length of his youthful body and fastening on the desire-swollen crotch of his jeans. She knew she had lostl If only she hadn't seen the outline of his beautiful, hardened young cock and the heavy bulge of his cum-filled balls straining beneath. There was an unmistakable mark there, the dark spot of pre-cum soaking through the thin denim, and when she raised her eyes finally to his face it was not the same face she'd seen only minutes before. This was the face of a passion-driven male, virile and wanting to fuck her as wildly as she wanted him to fuck her. And as their eyes locked, she knew that he read the wanton hunger written in her own gaze. Her entire body quaking, she rose, guided by his arm and leaned against him, her arms closing around his slender young physique, pressing hard against him, jamming her hot little cunt against the iron-hard denim-covered length of his young prick, pressing the burning nipples of her excitedly throbbing tits against his heaving young chest.
"God ... Donny, oh Donny!" she gasped.
With a moan, he lifted to his tiptoes, his mouth pressed up hard against hers, clumsy and inexperienced, but guided by age-old instinct.
Liz' lips parted and his tongue snaked hotly between them, forcing its way past the barrier of her teeth and on into her mouth to search for her tongue and suck it hard. Jeez, he had never been so turned on in his whole life! His prick was harder than a baseball bat! It was incredible! Miss Sommers responded wantonly in turn as the young boy's groping hands slipped low along the tingling column of her spine to cup her full, obscenely clenching asscheeks in his eagerly searching fingers.
"Ummmm," they both moaned at once, swaying together for an interminable time while she forced her hand between their straining bodies to clutch the rigid length of his hardened young cock through his jeans and squeeze frantically. The breath rasped harshly through their nostrils as their mouths clung wetly together until finally Liz broke away with a movement of her head so sudden that it shook the scarf from her hair, letting the raven black mass tumble long and free down her arching back.
"Ooooooh, Donny! You've just got to fuck my hot little pussy!" the feverish teacher groaned. "Follow me, darling!"
His young cock nearly bursting, the heavily breathing youngster let her lead him by the hand into her stateroom with the large double bunk. When she slammed the stateroom door behind them, she nearly collapsed against him, grinding her body at his crotch, parting her legs so as to feel the urgent length of his cock lodged hard up against her wantonly churning thighs.
Then they were stumbling together, falling across the wide bunk, both of them panting furiously as their hands sought each other's naked flesh. Liz felt the boy's fingers fumbling with the buttons of her blouse and couldn't wait for the feel of his hands cupping and squeezing the throbbing mounds of her hotly quivering titties! She wasn't wearing a bra, and it was only seconds before the fabric of her blouse parted, and her hugely throbbing tits were billowing out into the air.
"Oh now, Donny ... fuck my pussy!" she hissed, her passion now uncontainable. "Oh God, get naked and fuck my hot little pussy!"
Eagerly, his hands grasped the quivering roundness, caressing and squeezing as his mouth closed hungrily over first one fleshily trembling mass and then the other, sucking hard, lashing the tingling nipples into burning buds which were now only an electric extension of the pounding nerve-ends of her entire body. She twisted and sobbed, catching his curly head in her hands to draw it down between the white flesh of her naked tits with all the pressure she could muster. She was beyond all thought or reason, guided only by the promise of a cunt-singeing cum as she spread her legs wide and arched her cunt up to meet his young cock and balls grinding down. She began to hum against him, her heels digging into the mattress as he kissed and sucked her hotly surging tits with youthful fervor. Glassy-eyed, she stared at his sandy young head, watching his mouth suck and lick on her tingling flesh.
"Donny-oh Donny, look-my shorts! They're all cumming at the cunt! Strip them off, my little darling!"
The lusty young teenager lifted momentarily from her as Liz rose up long enough to work the snap open and slide the zipper down. Then his hands were fumbling to help her own shaking fingers yank them past the swell of her hips and the heaving half-moons of her asscheeks, along the smoothly turned columns of her legs, to be discarded on the floor. His eyes fastened on the darkly curling hairs of her pussy, and he caught his breath as he stared at the thin, wet slit of her cunt which was even now spreading open like the petals of a soft pink flower.
With shaking fingers, the boy reached out to touch it lightly, as if to reassure himself that this was really happening-this that was so much more than his young mind had been able to picture the day before when he had stroked his cock to cumming in this beautiful lady's bathroom.
Liz cried out softly as Donny's fingers brushed along the length of her hotly aroused pussy-lips, dancing nervously up the moistened furrow to flick tantalizingly at the tiny button of her clitoris. Just that simple contact almost made her cum!
"Oooooohhh," she cried out, and her head rolled in erotic ecstasy. She had longed so much to spread her cunt for him, and now with wide eyes she stared up at the desire-contorted face of her young lover and was incredulous that this could actually be happening.
For the first time since she had been fucked by her young brother, Jamie, she felt like a full woman again! And to think that only a young inexperienced boy had been the one to reignite the fires of sensual excitation within her painfully hungering cunt. Incredible, but oh so wonderful! And then like an explosion inside her head, she realized that she was going to get fucked by a mere boy! It should have disturbed her, made her unhappy, made her close her legs to him, but strangely it was enough to throw her into wilder excitement since what the two of them were doing was that much more morally and sexually forbidden!
Yes ... despite her raging need for cock she was aware of the utter immorality involved. But the only thing that really mattered was to have the boy's straining young body on top of hers, the hot, iron-hard length of his cock fucking deep up into her throbbing cunt. Urgently, she thrust her pussy up to meet his probing finger, and felt it slip into her juice-laden little cunt-hole to the first knuckle.
With a strangled cry, she rose up, reaching for the heavy buckle of his belt, ripping it open, clawing at his jeans for the treasure it concealed as she gasped, "Oh, Donny, Donnyyyy!" And then, after a few irregular gulps of air, "Do it to me, fuck my hot cunt!"
He drew back only long enough to struggle out of his jeans. Then his young body fell atop hers on the bunk, his lust-swollen cock slapping with a flat, audible smacking sound against the smooth plane of her seductively churning belly, his hips crushing into the widespread saddle of her shamelessly open thighs.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Jeez, would ya take a look at that!" Chuckie Reed whispered as his eyes bulged from his head. "This Miss Sommers is really hot to fuck! And by that little punk, Donny!"
"I knew she was a hot little piece, man," the other boy exclaimed excitedly. "But what a stuck-up cunt! Wouldn't give me a second glance last night at Pete's and now look at her! Jeez! She's almost begging to get Donny's prick into her hot little cunt! Man, I've never seen a chick get so hot to fuck!"
The two boys had come on the scene just as Liz had called Donny into the houseboat. Having done nothing that morning but shoot pool and thumb through dirty magazines, they'd decided to bicycle over to the voluptuous brunette's houseboat in case she'd decide to finger-fuck herself again. Because of the thick foliage on the shore near the houseboat, they'd been able to sneak within a dozen feet of the bedroom window. The curtains were wide open and nothing obscured their view of their classmate's lewd seduction by the beautiful older woman.
"Jeez, what we should do," Chuckie Reed muttered, excitedly, "is, if Miss Sommers is so goddamn anxious to be screwed, barge on into the boat and give her a little bit of what we got, Jackie. Bet our cocks are a lot bigger than that punk Donny Anderson's!"
"Shut up!" Jackie snapped. "You wanna get us into a pack of trouble? Trouble is one thing we don't need. I had enough of it when Sheriff Lansing caught me dicking his big-titted daughter, Mary Lou, under his porch last summer. Jeez, she was really kicking up the dirt and squealing like crazy, begging for more cock. Old man Lansing was really pissed off and told me that one of these days he'd have my balls."
"You chickening out, man?"
"Shit no! I aim to get some of that pussy. I'm just gonna be real careful about it."
"Oooohhh, Miss Sommers it feels so good when you play with my dick like that!" young Donny groaned into her ear as he felt her fingers frantically massaging the length of his hotly pulsating young cock while he rocked back and forth over her nakedly writhing body. The teenager wanted so urgently to fuck his painfully swollen prick into the warm, wet depths of her juicy, curl-rimmed pussy but wasn't sure he could do it-even though she was the same age as his mother, her cunt seemed so small, and his cock seemed too big, all swollen like it was!
Donny stabbed at her, but her hand was holding his prick so tightly that he couldn't draw back far enough to get the lust-swollen head to her hotly throbbing cunt-lips with their fringe of delicate black pussy hairs all wet from her shamelessly flowing pussy-juices.
"Jeez-I want to do it-please, I wanna fuck you, Miss Sommers!"
"What, darling?" she moaned, her voice filled with excitement at the sound of the lewd,, four-letter word. "What did you say?"
"I'm sorry to talk so dirty, but that's what the guys call it at school-fucking. I mean, pleeease let me screw your pussy!"
"Oh, Donny darling!" she cried softly, kissing his neck and lips urgently while her hand weighed the hot rigidity of his hotly pulsating teenage cock. No longer did she give any thought to her handsome young brother who had been only a few years older than her earnest young lover when he'd left home for college. Nothing mattered now except having this shy, inexperienced boy in her arms and feeling the lovely cock-flesh she clutched so eagerly fucked up deep inside her churning cunt! "Ohhhh, I've got to ... I want you to do it, to fuck me so much! Go on now, raise up and I'll guide your cock into my hot little pussy!"
Her free arm locked tightly around his shoulders as she sought his mouth, running her tongue deep inside, while with her right hand she led the hotly swollen tip of his straining cock to the wide-open puffy little petals of her cunt. God, she hadn't been fucked for so long it felt huge, but of course he would be able to get his prick into her. He must! She'd die if he didn't!
She struggled to spread her burning thighs even wider and urgently raised her nakedly spread pussy until she felt the boy's smooth rubbery cock-head touching at the hungrily flaring lips of her cunt. His lust-contorted features seemed to swim before her glazing eyes. Nothing existed for her in that blissful moment except her painfully aching cunt and the virile young cock which would fuck deep up into her hungrily devouring pussy to quench her shameless, long-denied yearning. Slowly she rubbed the head along the length of her cunt-slit, moistening it with her own slick pussy-fluids. Though he jerked eagerly toward her, she held the boy back, her fingers stroking up and down the length of his burgeoning prick, peeling his foreskin back, loving the silken feel of his desire-hardened young cock.
Then, with a low moan, the lust-possessed older woman guided the handsome boy's young cock into her nakedly upthrust cunt slit and on into her curl-rimmed pussy mouth, teasing them both. She groaned aloud, imagining how it would feel when it finally fucked up into the depths of her cunt-hole to completely fill her seething, love-starved little pussy!
"Fuck me with your cock now!" Liz gasped. "My pussy is all wet and hungry for your cock ... oooohhh ... fuck it now!"
The boy pumped forward a couple of inches. Despite her hungering, the wanton older woman was not prepared for the size of the boy's eagerly throbbing prick, and she cried out softly in surprise as his cock-head popped wetly up through the tightly clenched mouth of her cunt. Oh, God, she had to have more of his hard young boy cock.
Moaning like a wild animal, she undulated her hips, tilting her cunt up in lewd invitation for Donny to penetrate her devouring little cunt even deeper. He rocked forward again, forcing her hotly quivering pussy-flesh to give way. She grunted with each short, lewdly teasing stroke as the teenage boy inched his cock gradually into her hungrily writhing cunt-hole, supporting his weight on his elbows as she clung to his neck and kissed him lasciviously.
Then it became too much for young Donny Anderson to hold back! He had to know what it felt like to ram his prick all the way up a pussy! With a strangled cry he lost all control and slammed his virginal young prick into her nakedly spread cunthole, feeling the full length of his eager cock delve deep into her salaciously gripping pussy-flesh, pushing it ahead in hotly yielding waves until finally the blood-engorged head struck the very mouth of her womb and his cum-swollen balls smacked wetly and solidly into the cheeks of her nakedly quivering ass.
"Aaaaaaaaaagh!" Liz moaned out in mingled pain and pleasure at the sudden splitting of her almost virginally tight cunt-walls. "Aaaaaaaghhhhhhhh! Your cock is so deep up inside my pussy! Oh, Donny, you're fucking me! Ooooooooooh ... God! We're fucking ... fucking!" Her legs flailed wildly, then locked tightly to his ramming hips. "Fucking!"
Her passionate cries frightened the inexperienced boy and he paused, his virginal young cock deep within her cunt, feeling the molten, clutching cunt-flesh squeezing at his prick as the wanton older woman writhed and moaned beneath him, sucking his tongue deep into her mouth again. He jerked his head back to look down at her beautiful, desire-twisted face. Her full red lips were drawn tight in an unreal smile, and her eyes rolled wildly as her nostrils flared.
"Miss Sommers, am I hurting you?" he blurted out. "I don't want to hurt you. But I gotta fuck you, I gotta!"
A lewd thrill of excitement ran through her as she realized the full extent of her teenage lover's innocence. The thrill of gratifying such a sweet young boy fully for the first time in his life added a new dimension to her sensual pleasure and she wondered what this must look like to anyone who might be able to see a small youngster fucking a full-bodied older woman. Of course nobody could, but there was a vicarious thrill to thinking of such a possibility. Herself, nakedly wriggling and groaning, humping her hungry cunt up at a young boy who was young enough to be her son, as his virgin boycock fucked in and out of her ecstatically burning pussy with an obscene little squishing noise and as his heavy balls smacked lewdly against the sensuously clenching moons of her asscheeks! Her slender thighs clamped tight around his body, heels drumming on his arching back as he fucked deep inside her. The lust demented, thirty-five year-old brunette wished there was some way she could have a picture of him fucking her like this, so as to always remember this moment.
"Oh yes, do it!" she moaned. "Do it. Fuck! Fuck meeeeeee!"
The excited young boy began to fuck in and out of her pussy in long, deep strokes, withdrawing until only his heavily throbbing cockhead remained within the lips of her hotly steaming cunt, each out-fuck pulling her inner pussy-flesh out like a furrily pouting mouth, then fucking it back up inside her burning pussy-hole again with each long, hard in-fuck. Donny panted heavily, raising up on his hands and gazing lustfully down between their nakedly writhing bodies. He could see the iron-hard length of his cock fucking in and out between her wide-split thighs, her hungrily bearded little cunt mouth sucking voraciously at it as the beautiful older woman rolled and tossed, raising her hips to meet each of his inexperienced, belly-filling thrusts. He had never known such pleasure existed! Her full, hotly quivering titties jiggled with the thrashing of their madly fucking bodies, and he lowered his head, caught one berry-like nipple in his mouth and began to suck with a fury.
"Ooohhhh! This is-golly, Miss Sommers. This is great!" he panted between strokes.
"Aaaaaaaaaghhhhhhhhh! Yessssssss!" She was no longer ashamed of the manner in which she had seduced the innocent young boy. Nothing which gave so much pleasure to two people could ever be bad! The fact that she was so much older than the handsome teenager made the whole lewd seduction seem much more exciting!
Liz reveled in her newfound wantonness as Donny sweated over her, plunging his fiery rod of teenage cock deeper and harder up into her moistly gripping pussy as the wet, solid smacking of their bodies meeting filled the stateroom of the little houseboat. Abruptly, with the primitive male instinct, he broke his rhythm long enough to grasp her knees and push them forward, so they touched the feverish tips of her hugely jiggling tits and flattened them hard down into her chest. The new position opened her nakedly yearning cunt even wider to the now savage, ever faster pummeling of his heedlessly rampaging boy-cock.
Liz groaned, defenseless beneath his thrusting cock, but with ever-rising ecstasy as each driving stroke split her straining asscheeks wider. She was almost powerless to move now, other than to grind her greedily gulping cunt up to him with each stallion-like plunge of his slender young body. She sensed he was completely out of control, and prayed silently that he wouldn't stop too soon. She had to cum! He had to fuck her to dimming!
Her arms were pinned to her sides by her cruelly bent legs, but she didn't care. All she cared for was the rock-hard prick that fucked smoothly up and down the warm, wet interior of her cunt like a huge, well-oiled piston, Donny's cum-bloated balls slapping maddeningly against her rhythmically puckering asshole. This wasn't what she had meant to do-not at all. She told herself she had fought it as best she could, but her own secret desire to be fucked again by a young teenage boy had betrayed her. And how wonderful that it had! Wonderful for them both that his rigid young cock was raising the delicious tingling in her lewdly impaled cunt. She could hear the wild groans of the excitedly fucking young boy and the sounds, mingled with her own gaspings and panting, were a delicious symphony for the hotly writhing older woman.
"Oooooohhh! Fuck ... fuck it ... fuck it hard, darling!" She moaned as with an effort she freed her left hand and reached down to catch his heavily smacking young balls and cup them firmly. They felt so heavy and hot and full of the cum that she would soon feel gushing into her orgiastically straining cunt. Liz could sense that the touch of her fingers had triggered something in the young boy, that he was going to cum, fill her belly with his hot male cream, and his young cock seemed to get ever harder and thicker and longer, his fucking in and out of her tightly gripping cunt more violent. With her other hand, she sought for the crevice of his tightly clenching asscheeks and forced her fingers deep into the crease, then without thinking, did something she had never done, even with her brother, Jamie. She wormed her middle finger as far as it would go into Donny's tight young asshole, feeling his tight rubbery muscles give way before her obscene, unnatural probing. She heard Donny cry out in sudden awareness, his balls drawing up to the base of his young cock in a hard knot, and that did it for her.
The smoldering volcano in her hotly steaming cunt began to explode as wave after wave of indescribable sensation rolled through her nakedly churning belly. Her neck muscles contorting, she thrust her head back hard against the heaving mattress.
"I'm cumming! Oh, my darling, Donny, I'm cumming!" Liz cried out, ramming her finger steadily in and out of his hotly clasping little asshole as she held tight to his burning-hot balls. "Oh, Donny, my darling boy, you've done it! You've fucked me to cumming! Oh! Oooooooooooo ... Aaaaaaaaooooohhh!"
Her words became one long, drawn-out ecstatic moan as continuing surges of orgasmic relief possessed her wildly gyrating body. She felt the sudden gushing of her cum flow from her womb to gush out and inundate his deeply fucking cock as she kicked her legs free and flailed them wildly out in the air like a woman gone totally mad. Then Donny was pausing for a moment, only the slenderly pulsing head of his young cock embedded in the fiercely clutching mouth of her cunt. He looked down at her beautiful, cum-contorted features for a moment, then fucked into her wildly thrashing body with a final hard, violent, cunt-splitting fuck!
Then, emitting a wild cry of his own, the newly initiated young boy felt the hot fire of his teeming cum race the full length of his cock to explode with a wild, cunt wall-spattering gush against the hot, juicy bottom of her cunt. "Oooooh, Lord yes," she groaned, feeling it mingle wetly with her own rushing cum that had already coated his thickly spasming cock . shaft in the sweetness of his first, ball-bursting cum. His pelvis smacked hard against her greedily sucking cunt as wave after wave of cum pumped from his balls in response to her hungrily milking fingers. The head of his prick flexed and seemed to grow larger for a final moment as the great viscous river of his white-hot cum spurted from his heavily straining cock to mix again with her own lewdly flowing pussyjuices far up inside her naked belly.
Liz felt the hotness of his wild cum deep in her belly, filling her to overflowing as cunt muscles she hadn't been aware of were at work, rhythmically milking the still-hard rod of youthful boy-cock. She felt their combined cum obscenely spilling from the cock-stuffed hole of her cunt to flood over his dangling young balls and down the widespread crevice of her nakedly spasming asscheeks. She clamped her now helplessly shaking legs around his trembling young body as he collapsed against her, breathing like a spent stallion, and she held him a satiated prisoner until, long minutes later, his youthful cock had softened and shrunk so that it slipped wetly from the darkly furred mouth of her pussy. Only then, with a long sigh of contentment, did she pull her finger slowly from the boy's asshole and free him from the lust-grip of her arms and legs, allowing him to rise weakly from her nakedly glowing body.
They lay side by side, kissing and caressing languorously, their bodies slick against each other. She felt the wetness in her satiated pussy and finally, with a sigh of regret, slipped from the bed to head into the bathroom while he lay looking at her naked titties and smoothly curved asscheeks.
Liz soaped a washcloth and gently wiped away the thick white cum which trailed from the lips of her, finally, well-fucked pussy down the flesh of her tapered thighs. His naked young body had fucked against her so hard she would be black and blue for a week, leftover souvenirs of her wanton delight.
Rinsing the cloth, she carried it to the bedroom where Donny, his eyes now closed as if in sleep, lay spread-eagled on his back. She bent over him and began gently to wash his tender young cock and balls. Where he had been so big, he was now so small and soft. It was difficult to believe that only minutes before, his cock had been so hard and cunt-splitting as he fucked into her churning little pussy.
An urge to express her love for the forbidden pleasure he had given overcame her as she knelt above his teenage prick-to take his spent young cock in her delicate fingers, her head lowering until the beautiful boy-cock seemed to fill her entire field of vision. Although she had never even thought of doing such a thing in her life, she now kissed the soft pink head with moist, love-guided lips, lapping at it with the tip of her tongue, tasting the sweetness of a final drop of cum which was seeping from the tiny hole at the end. "Thank you, my beautiful Donny," she whispered. "Thank you for fucking Miss Sommers the way she needed it."
"Oohh ... Miss Sommers." His young eyes were wide and disbelieving as he watched her face bent over his prick, her full sensuous lips pursing in a wet, round oval as they closed on his limp young cock, this time taking his whole soft, fleshy dick into her mouth! For a long time she lay there content, not moving at all but for a slight hollowing of her cheeks as she tenderly mouth-milked his cock which had brought her thirty-five year-old cunt so much long-awaited satisfaction.
Man, Donny Anderson thought, my prick's never felt this good in my whole life!
Somewhere on shore a bird was chirping musically along with the summer breeze. Liz heard it, as she felt Donny's strong youthful heartbeat with her very lips as her head rested low on his young belly.
After awhile, one of the boy's hands moved down, stroking her raven-curled pussy hair gently, tenderly, while the older woman purred like a contented cat and lewdly cupped the now cum-drained sac of his balls in eager fingers.
Then Liz noticed the mid-sky position of the sun outside the bedroom window and realized it must be getting on toward afternoon. The beautiful mood had to endl Donny had told her he could only work part of the day, that he had chores to do elsewhere that afternoon. Liz sighed. She had to let him go, no matter how much she'd like to tease and fondle his beautiful little prick. By chance, if someone was searching for him and found them lying together naked on her bunk, well, she could just imagine what would happen! She might even go to prison! After all, there were laws to protect innocent young boys from lecherous older women like herself!
With another sustained sigh, the satisfied brunette let Donny's prick slide from the warm caressing circle of her full moist lips and raised up. Looking at his lurching young cock, she thought maybe it was just in time, for he was unmistakably getting hard again just from being in her mouth! He certainly was a virile young boy! she thought hotly.
"Oh, Jeez ... please don't stop, Miss Sommers," the boy begged, his hands going to her head, urging her down to his hardening prick again. "That felt so gooooooood! I love your mouth on my cock, Miss Sommers!"
"No, Donny," she murmured tenderly, pulling away and tossing her long black hair back from her face. "It felt good to me too. But I think you were getting excited all over againand I know I was."
"Shoot-but why not, why can't we fuck some more?"
She glanced at her bedside clock. "Because it's time for you, young man, to go home. I wouldn't want to think what would happen if someone like your parents barged in on us in here."
He grinned sheepishly, then said, "But we're gonna fuck again, aren't we, Miss Sommers?"
"I don't know," Liz said pensively but gently. "Just think of the consequences, Donny, if we were ever found out ... your parents, the police ... this is illegal, you know. We'd have to be extremely careful. You do understand?"
"Jeez, Miss Sommers, of course I understand. But I love you. I've got to fuck your pussy again!"
"We'll just have to see," she said with a tender smile. "Now ... off you go, young man!"
Reluctantly, Donny ran his hand in a last fleeting caress over her softly curling pussy hairs and got up to leave.
After she'd dressed, there was a knock at the door, and rushing to open it, she found Donny grinning sheepishly.
"Miss Sommers, my bike's got a flat-it'll take a few seconds for me to patch it and pump it up."
"Why don't you let me give you a ride down to the station?"
"Naw, maybe we better not be seen together, I didn't want you to think I was hanging around after you told me to go is all."
"All right," she replied, repressing a giggle.
She closed the door and saw the uneaten sandwiches on the kitchen table, suddenly realizing she was hungry. But just as she seated herself at the table, she heard someone walk up the gangplank, and then there was a knock at the door.
It was the C.B. radio man, and she welcomed him in, glad that she'd have means of quick communication for the houseboat when she was sailing the more remote areas of the lake. He made some quick tests, checked the instrument, gave her a card with the Stuarts' "handle" and left the boat with barely a glance at her, which left Liz slightly bemused-it was the first time in months that a man hadn't made a crude sexual advance of some kind. On impulse, she went out on the small deck where Donny was just replacing the wheel on his bike. She gave him the call sign and took his father's in return. It seemed everyone up here in the wilderness had at least two C.B.'s. One for the house, one for the car or pick-up, and a third if they had a boat. They were a lot more effective than radiophones in an area like this.
Finally alone at last, she finished her lunch and resolutely set about continuing the housework which had been so beautifully interrupted.
Never in their whole lives had the two boys, Chuckie Reed and Jackie Whitaker, ever seen anything quite like the lewdly exciting sight of their classmate Donny fucking the voluptuous, nakedly writhing older woman's cunt!
From their hiding place in the bushes on shore, they had a perfect view of the open bedroom window of the houseboat and could see everything that the wanton Miss Sommers did to Donny's cock. Finally, they had become so excited they had had to take their painfully swollen pricks out of their jeans and jerked off before they creamed in their pants. To compound their frustration, when Donny had finally peddled off on his bike and the two eager boys had put their cocks back in their pants, all set to go down and pay the older woman a little personal visit, a van from the C.B. shop down in Redding had pulled up.
"Aw, Christ!" Jackie had exclaimed in frustration. "It's getting late already and I gotta get to work or my old man'll have my ass."
"Come on, man, let's stay, maybe this turkey'll fuck her too! And then we can fuck her after he leaves!" Chuckie pleaded, his face reddening with excitement.
"No way. Besides, we want her pussy all nice and rested for us to fuck!" Jackie said. "But remember, it's me who gets her first. Just wait until tomorrow, when we'll have plenty of time for pussy."
CHAPTER FOUR
"Where the fuck you been, punk?" Greg turned off the lawn hose and glared at his younger half-brother as Donny parked his bike in the driveway.
Greg was visiting his father and brother for the summer. He lived down in Los Angeles with his mother, Donny's father's first wife. The boy was a bigger, more muscular version of Donny, and enjoyed nothing more than using his fists on his smaller brother. He was angry now because Donny had disappeared when they were both supposed to wash the car and clean up the yard. "You should've got back at least by noon. Meanwhile I've screwed around and worked like a whore-"
"C'mon now, Greg," said Donny. "I couldn't help it none. I got held up."
"Bullshit," Greg said angrily.
"I had to work for Miss Sommers, and I got careless "bout time. I'm real sorry, Greg, honest."
"You can forget about working for her tomorrow," said his brother. "All day long I've been working here, and I'm not half done. So you can take over for tomorrow and finish it."
"Look, I told you I was sorry," Donny said. "I just got tied up and...."
"C'mon now, you just fucked around," the older boy sneered. "I hear she's got real big tits."
"Aw, Greg, let's not have trouble," Donny pleaded.
He was not afraid of being beaten. He simply didn't want trouble. He wanted to think about how beautiful it had been with Miss Sommers, even if she was much older, old enough to be his own mother. She actually loved him, and sucking his cock really proved it. Now he pushed the vision of her full lush mouth pursed in a clasping oval around his prick far from his mind and faced his older half-brother.
"You little bull shitter," Greg said with a sneer. "Finish washing the goddamn station wagon and then start on the fucking grass."
"Yeah-okay!" Donny quickly consented.
"You yellow piece of turd!" Greg laughed, flexing his muscles.
The younger boy drew himself up as his brother spoke. His eyes were cold and he began to tremble with suppressed rage. Greg recognized the signs. Donny was about to become violent, and whenever that happened, he could hurt a person. Greg was a varsity wrestler in high school, but still he didn't want to be on the wrong end of a fight.
"Just get to work, and forget it," he said.
"Yeah. I'm sorry I wasn't back on time, Greg."
With a false swagger, the older boy strolled away. The kids holding out on me, trying to cover something up, he thought. Jesus, maybe little brother really is getting some pussy! I'll find out one way or another and if he is, I aim to get my share!
"Liz Sommers could not sleep. She tossed and turned, thinking of young Donny and of how wonderful his beautiful hard cock felt fucking deep up into her cunt ... ummmmm ... and how good it tasted afterwards in her mouth, still cum-slickened and wet from her own pussy-juices....
Peering out her window, she gazed at the pale silver of a moon rising above the trees and reflecting on the lake. Beyond the trees, the mountains were out-lined against the night sky, towering clouds topping the rounded peaks.
She saw by the clock that it was only one-thirty. Guilt plagued her, and yet at the same time, she wanted Donny now, and there was no way to reach him. There was a molten fire raging in her pussy, a fire which she had no way to douse physically or emotionally.
Liz got up and lit a cigarette. "I must talk to somebody," she said to herself. But when she tried to think of anyone, nothing came to her. All her friends were in Sacramento. Her brother was married and living in Newport, and then she remembered Margot. Margot!
After a short delay in setting up a C.B. phone-patch, her girlfriend was on the line. It would take a good three or four hours before she could get up to Lake Shasta from Sacramento, but certainly, she said, she'd be there-as she always was when Liz needed her.
Finally, just before dawn, Margot's yellow Volkswagen pulled up by the dock. She'd had little trouble on the familiar roads, and had managed the drive mostly without incident.
"Sorry to have taken so long," said the pretty blonde girl, peeling off a heavy sweater and casually tossing it over the nearest chair. Under it she'd worn a very short dress and nothing else, not even panties. Her braless young tits pushed against the fabric of her dress as she flashed her irresistible pixie smile. "I was wondering whether you'd ask me up to my old stomping grounds."
"Margot, it wasn't an invitation-that was a call for help."
"So, then ... tell me, dear."
After she'd gone for coffee and poured it into two big mugs, Liz said, "I fucked a guy, Margot."
"You ... what?"
The first thing that registered with the young lesbian was that her girlfriend just did not run around fucking people. She was plagued by men, even turned on by them, but she was anything but promiscuous. Before Margot could ask a question, though, Liz continued.
"Much worse, the guy I fucked was just a boy....Margot, it was so ... different from the way you and I are together."
"Darling, tell me what happened," Margot whispered. She leaned over and gently kissed the older girl on the lips. Liz responded at once, splurging her tongue back into Margot's warm moist mouth.
"I don't know," she gasped.
Margot murmured softly, and kissed Liz, cupping the dark-haired girl's face in her hands and drawing it down to her firm, hugely billowing tits. She pulled the top of her dress away so that Liz's head was cradled between the soft-skinned mounds, and began to stroke Liz' long dark hair with her fingers. "Tell me everything, darling."
Liz told her, sparing no details. She cried at the end and was silent only when Margot guided her sobbing mouth to a ruby-red nipple and urged her to suck like a newborn babe. The confused older woman sucked and licked and kneaded the warm sensuously throbbing tit in a quiet comforting tone. Then Margot began to speak.
"It's one of the most beautiful stories I've ever heard. I wish I could have fucked the dear young boy," she said, pressing Liz' mouth harder to her quivering tittie and continuing to caress her friend's hair, her tiny pink clitoris tingling hotly as Liz' teeth bit into her aroused nipple. Margot squirmed on the sofa as she held the older girl close. "You make it all sound so wonderful. Not at all like what I went through."
"Tell me," Liz murmured without taking her mouth from the pretty blonde's comforting tittie.
"No-it's not a happy story."
"But I'm not happy. I need some advice, Margot, and you're the one who can give it!"
"All right. I'll tell you. There were two of them, my Uncle Al and his friend they called Sam. They were big men, construction workers, and I mean they were huge. I was staying with Uncle Al and his wife for a couple of weeks one summer when my parents were down in Las Vegas. Aunt Charlotte was a nurse and worked the swing shift at the hospital, so at night, I was left home alone with Uncle Al. One night Sam came over with a bottle of booze. He'd just come from a bar and was half-gassed already, and Uncle Al was all for helping him finish the bottle. I was only sixteen, a virgin, and sat between them on the sofa. They kept handing me the whiskey and I was getting two shots to every one they took, feeling very grownup."
"Doesn't sound nice," Liz murmured, then closed her soft lips around the other girl's tit again, kneading its sensuous warmth.
"We all got good and drunk. They took my panties off and Sam fucked me. He was big and it was my first time, and it hurt so bad. Even now I can remember how it was when he put it in me. It felt like a hot bar of steel going right up into my pussy, splitting me apart. He had me spread wide open on the sofa in my uncle's living room and I can still feel his balls pounding on my ass. God, how he hint me! He held me down with his body and had one arm over my shoulders, so I couldn't move a muscle. He just held me like a tiger and fucked me. And when he was almost finished, he used his other hand and shoved his finger as far up my ass as it would go. I guess I really yelled then. I felt his cock getting bigger and bigger inside me, and then the hot juice of his cumming was shooting up in my little pussy and running down between my legs, and all I could think of was would it stain my aunt's new slip covers. Sort of stupid now that I look back on it."
"Margot, fucking is not really like that," Liz murmured.
"There's more," the young blonde girl said. "My Uncle Al. I was almost hysterical, his friend had hurt my pussy so much. He was real drunk and had a huge hard-on and I said I'd do anything, if only he wouldn't fuck me. So he said I could suck him off instead. I didn't know what he was talking about, but he made me get off of the sofa and kneel down on the carpet. Then he made me lick his balls and all over his prick, and finally take it in my mouth and suck it. He came in my mouth, and while he was cumming he held my head so hard, pumping himself in and out of my mouth, that I had to swallow it or choke. The other guy watched it all, and got hard again and they made me suck him off too while Uncle Al fucked me again from behind."
"Oh, Margot," Liz murmured. "Rape hurts. Fucking is wonderful, with the right man."
"Not for me. I even tried it with a couple of really nice guys in high school afterward. I wanted them to fuck me, but it hurt so much each time, I had to stop them. I guess we must have tried just about every position you can imagine, and nothing worked. They were just as happy if I sucked them, so I got very good with my mouth. I like it when a man cums deep in my throat. Does all this shock you?"
"Nothing could shock me any more than I've shocked myself." Margot frowned slightly. "I feel so ... so depraved. How I ever let myself go like that with Donny, even sucking his prick!"
"Did he cum in your mouth?"
"No, I didn't let him go that far. He's just a boy. I got hold of myself."
"You shouldn't have," Margot said quietly. "He seems to be man enough for you."
"Now, that was a catty thing to say," Liz complained.
"A rose is a rose . .
"Now, Margot, you know how I feel about you," Liz said, her eyes suddenly enormous as she clutched her hands at the younger woman. "I mean I called you here, I want you so much," Liz whispered hotly.
A moment later they were moving into the bedroom, where the morning light streamed diaphanously through the curtains. Margot had only to pull off her brief dress while Liz wiggled out of her nightgown, before the two of them dove into the big bed. The crisp new sheets were cold, and the two women snuggled together, seeking the warmth of each other's naked bodies.
Liz suddenly felt safe in the other girl's embrace, hugging Margot close and letting her hands move in warm caresses. Over the lush curves of Margot's back and hips her fingers glided, at last finding her hugely billowing titties and cupping them, teasing tenderly at the rising nipples. Then the voluptuous brunette snuggled down and began to lick and suck at the lush firm mounds, her warm, wet lips and tongue working avidly.
"Oh ... oh," Margot moaned, pulling Liz' head tight to her heaving young titties. "I never thought you would ... oh don't stop ... it feels so gooooooooooood!"
Breathing heavily, the older woman continued to suck at her girlfriend's softly trembling tits, her hands roving over Margot's lush body as she felt the younger girl begin to undulate, spreading her velvet-soft thighs and squirming nakedly on the bed.
"Put your hand down on my pussy," the young blonde whispered. "Then fuck your fingers up inside my cunt."
What am I doing? Liz thought. She had never had such unnatural urges before. The times when she had gone to Margot she had been driven by frustration and deep physical need, and it had been Margot who did the lovemaking. Liz had never wanted to do what she was doing now, and she realized that she just had to touch and taste all of Margot's quivering pink pussy-flesh. Was this depravity some sort of penance which she had subconsciously imposed on herself for her lewd and wanton seduction of young Donny Anderson?
Liz couldn't answer her own question. She only knew that she had to do what she was doing, as she moved her hand slowly over the smooth trembling plane of Margot's quivering belly, through the softness of the girl's curling pussy hair and finally to the moistly dilating "vee" of her cunt. She heard the other girl gasp at the contact of her fingers, felt her pussy opening wide and thrusting up to meet the probing caresses. Liz' fingers delved into the sweet dampness, parting the blonde-fringed cunt lips, finding the entrance to her pussyhole and suddenly fucking deep up inside.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...." Margot moaned and began to work her cunt against the lewdly invading fingers. Liz' thumb found the hard little nipple of Margot's clitoris and began to stroke it too, as her mouth sucked hotly at Margot's tit. Liz' hand began to work steadily in the other girl's pinkly glistening cunt and Margot ground herself against it, sobbing, "It's so good ... so goooooooood, darling, don't stop!"
The beautiful brunette lifted her mouth from her girlfriend's sensuously throbbing tittie and kissed the younger girl deeply, fucking her feverish tongue deep up into the hot cavern of Margot's mouth. When Margot sighed and offered her own tongue, Liz drew it between her lips and began to suck it while her hand probed deep up into the hot, wet depths of the excited blonde's cunt. Then, suddenly, Margot broke their passionate kiss.
"Goddddd, I'm here ... I'm cummmmmmmming," she cried hoarsely. "It's-oh, so soooooooooon, I'm cummmmmming! Oooooh God, oooohhh God ... I'm cummmmmming!"
Liz knew without being told as she worked her fingers in and out of the other girl's hotly gushing pussy and again pressed her feverish lips tight to Margot's gasping mouth until the petite blonde went limp, trembling weakly with the urgency of her orgasm. The sweet scent of her cumming filled the bedroom as Liz, her eyes wide and dark with passion, raised her head.
"I want to taste your pussy," she whispered. "I need to ... so bad, darling!"
"Your mouth is so soft and hot...."
Liz bent over her blonde-haired girlfriend. Slowly, she bent and kissed each of her softly trembling ruby-red tits, the tip of her tongue lashing the nipples to upright erectness. Then she moved lower, her tongue licking at Margot's hotly quivering belly. Margot's thighs were spread wide, her asscheeks writhing on the sheets already wet with her pussy-juices as the wantonly aroused brunette slid down on the bed until she was kneeling between her young friend's nakedly widespread legs.
"What is this ... why am I doing it?" she mumbled to herself as with shaking fingers, she parted the delicate blondely furred lips of Margot's cunt, exposing the soft pink inner flesh glistening with the recently released secretions of orgasm. She couldn't explain her lewd, depraved action, but knew that it was something she had to do. "I must, I've got to taste your pussy!"
Her tongue flickered out as she dipped her head into the soft-curled blondeness of the other girl's cunt. She lewdly licked at the hotly quivering cunt flesh and moaned softly, bur rowing her face hard into the wet, velvet-like female flesh. Her tongue twirled its way far up into the fragrant passage, making Margot groan and roll on the bed, opening herself wider as her hands clasped Liz' bobbing head and pulled it tight into the "vee" of her naked thighs. Then the brunette's tongue found Margot's pinkly quivering little clitoris and worked over and around it as the young blonde thrashed wildly on the bed, thrusting her achingly impassioned cunt hard against Liz' mouth as the obscene liquid sounds of licking and sucking blended with Margot's cries of pleasure. Liz reached under the other girl's whitely trembling asscheeks and squeezed them in her lewdly grasping fingers. And as the middle finger of her right hand came into contact with the tightly puckered little asshole, she pushed inward.
"Oooooooooh!" Margot gasped. "Oooohhhhh!"
Liz thrust her finger in past the hotly protesting sphincter as far as the first knuckle.
"Aaaaaiiiiii!" Margot groaned. "It hurts, but don't stop. Keep finger-fucking my hot little asshole!"
The sudden cry of pain excited Liz and she drove her tongue to its full length back into the wetly clutching cavern of Margot's hotly grinding cunt and at the same time began to rotate her finger in the girl's tightly clutching asshole. She could feel her own cunt-juices flowing excitedly as Margot cried out and thrashed like a woman gone mad.
Suddenly, Liz thrust her finger the full length into her girlfriend's wildly churning asshole and began fucking it in and out so hard that her palm smacked loudly against the wide-stretched asscheeks of the lewdly excited young blonde.
"Fuck my ass with your finger ... oh yes! I'm cumming again ... I'm cccuummiiinngg!"
With her finger forced far up Margot's tightly clenching asshole, Liz greedily drank the thick cum flowing hotly from the other girl's tightly gripping cunt. Her voraciously working tongue and lips licked and sucked until there was no more, and her face glistened with the deliciously pungent pussy-juices. For a long time Liz lay with her face clamped between Margot's smooth, trembling thighs until the young girl drew up from her kneeling position to kiss the older woman tenderly.
"I can't figure why I did that," Liz murmured.
"God, you were fantastic. I love you!"
"But I didn't do it because I love you. It was something I just had to do. It's impossible to explain."
"It happened. That's all."
Moments later, after Liz had fallen into a deep sleep, Margot rose from the bed, dressed and left in her Volkswagen. Liz awoke a few hours after dawn, and for the first time since she'd been involved with Margot she'd begun to doubt her own sanity. There was also her new strange new relationship with Donny Anderson which she'd just as soon forget about as well. Sick with guilt and remorse, the unhappy brunette found her way to the shower and stood for a long time in the frigid steam.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Had Liz Sommers known that an hour or so earlier Donny's brother Greg had coaxed the truth out of the younger boy about his goings on with the voluptuous brunette, she would have been a great deal less happy to hear Donny's voice on the C.B. radio.
Greg had caught Donny masturbating and, teasing him about it, accused him of daydreaming about the beautiful older woman. Defensively, Donny had said that he had fucked the voluptuous Miss Sommers, a wild and impossible idea, the older boy had thought, but he'd questioned his brother further and finally believed him. Now Greg was intent on getting some of her pussy as well!
But now Liz-still ignorant of this-was listening to the younger boy explaining that he wouldn't be able to work for her today, as he had to help his mom at home. He sounded terribly upset, and Liz thought possibly he was bothered by the fact that they wouldn't be able to fuck that day. She assured him everything would be all right, and that he could come the following day or whenever was convenient. Then with a sigh, she signed off. The boy had actually saved her calling him. Little did she know that Donny was agonizing right now over the words he'd blurted out in anger at his older brother just an hour or so before.
For Liz' part, no matter how deeply she had responded to Donny, wanted him, longed for his hard young cock plunging up into the hotly yielding depths of her long-denied cunt, she had forced herself to be realistic. She had done something absolutely wrong by fucking the boy, and the only way she could make up for it-as much as she loved the feel and taste of his beautiful young cock-was to make sure she didn't see him again or at least didn't see him in situations which might compromise them both.
The question of his dependence upon her nagged at her. She wished wholeheartedly she had not seduced the boy, though she knew she couldn't have helped it. She couldn't bear to have Donny nearby, but he would insist on working for her to earn the money for his boat.
Dear God, what could she do?
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps walking up the gangplank to the boat. With distaste, she saw that it was the young insolent boy who had so rudely sat down next to her in the tavern a few nights before.
"Hi there, Miz Sommers," Jackie leered. "Guess what?"
"Hello, Jackie. I thought I told you that I already have help," Liz said, somewhat annoyed at the boy standing in the open doorway.
"Yeah, I know. Help to put out some of that fire in your pussy," the boy leered. "Me and Chuckie Reed saw you and Donny really whooping it up."
Liz froze. "I don't know what in the world you're talking about, young man!"-"Man, you got some hot pussy," he laughed. "But the hotter the better."
As the boy spoke, Liz went weak in the knees and fell back on the sofa.
"Good God!" she moaned, horrified.
"Yeah, Miz Sommers, me and Chuckie saw how you fucked Donny right through your bedroom window. Do you remember how you fucked him?" Jackie asked, his mouth set in a dissolute grin of anticipation. He was loving this moment, seeing the proud older woman put in her place more brutally. "Do you remember?" he repeated.
Liz was unable to speak, and her face turned red with shame as in her mind's eye, she saw herself in each contorted embrace with young Donny-his young body poised over hers, the head of his cock being led to the gaping mouth of her upturned pussy by her own fingers. She could see the ecstatic look on her face at the moment of the first deep penetration, the way her legs flew wildly in the air to lock tight around his plunging body as his heavy balls smacked against her rounded asscheeks, and then the way her knees were pressed obscenely against her tits as his cock drove deep up into her moistly glistening cunt. She relived every moment of it, and in spite of herself found the warmth spreading through her pussy at the memory of the wild passion they'd shared.
"How much money do you want to keep quiet, Jackie?" she moaned weakly.
Whatever the obscenely grinning boy's price, it would be high, she thought. But she knew she must pay anything rather than face exposure which would ruin not only herself but young Donny, and she tried to think how much she had in the bank. "How much?" she repeated.
"Jus' gimme some of that," he said, pointing to her cunt, "and we'll call it even."
"No ... please, not that" Liz gasped but knew it was only an automatic reaction to the boy's depraved demand. She would do whatever was demanded of her. Later she might think of possible revenge, but first she had to keep the boy quiet and to do that meant submitting to Jackie Whitaker's lust. Here was the swift and terrible justice visited upon her for her own despicable action in seducing innocent Donny Anderson. Her dark eyes were wet with tears of mingled shame and outrage as she made herself nod to the boy in silent surrender, managing to murmur submissively. "Will you keep quiet about everything, if I do what you say?"
"Well, I don't know about that," Jackie laughed maliciously. "That depends on how good you are to me and my little 'Dickie' here. But I sure wouldn't want Mr. and Mrs. Anderson to hear about you and Donny!"
"I could go to the police!" Liz threatened.
"That, Miss Sommers, is just about the dumbest thing you could do, 'cause my buddy, Chuckie has got a real big mouth and before you know it the whole story might just be all over town!"
"Okay, you've got me trapped," Liz admitted slowly in a defeated voice.
The trembling older woman led the boy silently to the bedroom. Maybe she had to let him fuck her, but she didn't have to enjoy it! She shut the door behind him and lay down corpse-like on the bed.
"Get naked," he grinned, and she could see the outline of an enormous erection in his pants. "And hurry up about it, Miss Sommers!"
Liz closed her eyes against the salty tears, and without a word, drew her thin sweater over her head and tossed it on a chair. Her unrestrained titties, round and firm and wide-set, with nipples dusky pink against the darker areoles, jiggled with her body's movements, and she thought blindly that she was glad she had not put on a bra-it meant she had one less garment to remove under the wicked boy's lusting gaze. She unzipped her jeans, hooked her thumbs in the waistband and swiftly drew them and her fragile lace panties down over her hips and thighs, then stepped out of them and kicked them away to stand, stunningly beautiful and completely defenseless. Her mouth gaped open in surprise as the boy motioned for her to take his clothes off, too.
"Oh please, do what you want to do, but don't make me help you!" she gasped.
"Shut up and get me naked too!" Jackie hissed cruelly.
Liz had to force herself to close the gap between them and then was horrified to discover that something in her helpless position triggered a sexual response in herself! She felt her nipples hardening, goose bumps rising all over her body, and her cunt tingling in anticipation.
With shaking fingers, she began to open the buttons of his shirt. When they were all undone, she jerked his shirttails out of his pants and peeled his shirt over his shoulders and off the length of his arms, letting it drop to the floor. Slowly, her fingers trailed downward to find his belt and work the buckle open. She found the snap of the waistband and then the zipper.
"Now get down on your knees, Miss Sommers," he grunted excitedly.
"Oh please, don't! No!" she gave a start of surprise.
"Do what I tell you," he said. His youthful arms came up and his hands grasped her shoulders. "You got no choice."
The humiliated older woman lacked the strength to resist and was forced to drop to her knees where she found herself staring at the sharp outline of his thickly pulsating cock. She made herself jerk the zipper downward and there, contained in his shorts, his thickened young prick pressed out, just inches from her face! Liz could not take her eyes from it as she pulled his jeans down his legs and he lifted one foot at a time to kick them away.
"Now my shorts," Jackie said in an eager voice. "But leave my socks on, Miss Sommers! Guys always fuck whores with socks on!"
Forcing her fingers to move, she stretched the elastic band of his shorts and pulled downward. Suddenly, the swollen length of his rigidly hard cock, the tip blood-filled and dark, sprang free and slapped hard against her face! She drew back in shock, shutting her eyes while she yanked his shorts the rest of the way down his legs.
"Now take a long look at my cock," Jackie ordered proudly. "It's a beauty!"
Liz obediently forced her eyes to open. The boy's lewdly proffered prick swayed, thick and throbbing, just inches from her face. She could see a drop of milky pre-cum had already formed at the tip. Oh God, she thought, I must get this over with as quickly as I can before my pussy gets all hot again! Beneath the boy's jutting cock dangled his cum-laden balls, oval-shaped and seemingly immense, and thinking of all the cum that would pour into her nakedly defenseless pussy made the helpless brunette shudder excitedly.
"Use your fingers on my prick," Jackie ordered.
Liz slowly drew the skin back, allowing the bulbous cock-head to pop lewdly from the pliant cloak of his foreskin. Unable to take her eyes off it, she felt the adolescent strength of the young boy through his iron-hard cock and in a perverse way it thrilled her! She didn't want it inside her pussy, but nonetheless there was an unmistakable tingling down there and she was aware of the curl-rimmed lips of her cunt beginning to swell in lewd anticipation. God! He would tear her apart! Young Donny's little cock had almost done that, and this boy's prick was much bigger than Donny's! With a slow rhythm her hands began to stroke the excitedly distended cock-shaft, drawing his loose foreskin far back, then upward again to cover the bulging head until the next stroke.
"Now cup my balls with your hand!" the boy rasped, beginning to sway slightly as he loomed above her. "Milk 'em to make more cum!"
Unable to help herself, she did. She lifted his painfully throbbing balls as if to measure their weight, and it seemed as though her fingers could feel the hot, life-forming cum boiling hotly inside. Liz moaned softly, still stroking the length of his stiffened prick, and the warm breath from her parted lips blew over the mushroom-shaped glans.
Jackie's lips trembled. "Run your tongue over it. Kiss it," he said, his breath beginning to come in excited gusts as he moved one hand from her shoulders to the back of her head, his fingers catching the mass of her raven curls. "Make it all slicky to fuck!"
The trapped brunette, flinching unconsciously, tried to draw backward, but the pressure of his hand in her hair was too great. She looked up at him, her pleading eyes dark with fear and blurred with her weeping, but found no mercy in his gaze. As if hypnotized, Liz slowly extended her pink tongue past her sensuously quivering lips and touched the boy's rubbery cock-head, amazed to find that, except for an exciting male pungence, there was no taste to it until the tip of her searching tongue encountered the little hole at the end.
There was a thick rich droplet of pre-cum waited to tantalize her taste buds with a strangely delicate flavor, and with a new and inexplicable hunger she licked it away, savoring it on the top of her tongue. Unguided, her hand squeezed the boy's eagerly throbbing rigidity and drew his silky foreskin far back, holding it in position as she began to lick tentatively around the bloated coronal rim, holding it as she might hold an ice cream cone as she licked with increasing willingness. Unconscious of doing so, she began to moan softly, all the while appalled by what she was doing, but somehow unable to stay the urge to let her tongue roam. She raised his thickly pulsing cock up and gingerly licked along the tight-ridged underside down to the base where her fingers were kneading his swelling balls, and. then back up again until her parted lips were brushing over the blood-engorged head. There was another droplet of pre-cum in the little hole now and her tongue swirled wetly at it as she again tasted his juice, feeling Jackie shudder and shift his weight from one leg to the other and back.
"Stand up now." He tugged her to her feet. "That was good, but now we're gonna get on the bunk and make it interesting."
Liz noticed for the first time that her knees hurt. The softness of the bed was going to feel good-even with his big teenage cock fucking mercilessly into her little pussy, his hard prick ripping into the hot juicy walls of her cunt.
From her servile position, she looked up into his eyes and surrendered again. She lay on her back and drew her legs up, spreading herself wide, offering her tenderly splayed cunt to his unsolicited invasion. He looked down at her and laughed, then flopped on his back, his cock slapping obscenely against his young belly.
"I'm not going to fuck you yet, Miz Sommers. First, you got to kiss me all over like you did Donny. Lick me up and then suck me!"
"Oh, no," Liz begged, "I've never really put a cock in my mouth! Please ... just fuck my pussy and get it over with!"
Jackie laughed uproariously, as if at a wild joke he had never heard before. "Jeez, Miz Sommers. You was lickin' his cock like a regular popsicle yesterday, and now I want you to lick my cock!"
Trying to make an automaton of herself, to close her mind to what was happening, the helpless older woman tossed her long black hair back and got up on her knees above the cruel boy. She really knew nothing of the erotic zones on the male body, other than a few of the more sensitive areas, but resolutely, she grasped his cock, still wet with her saliva, and held it tightly as she began to kiss his ears and neck, experimenting with the tip of her tongue. She knew enough to use her tongue teasingly, and to stroke her hand slowly over the boy's cock as her mouth moved over his hairless torso. She would do almost anything to make him cum quickly, to end this humiliating subservience!
"Oooohhh! That's good, Miz Sommers!" he crooned excitedly, and moved restlessly under her as her warm mouth slipped down to close over his nipples. "Now take my prick in your lips!"
Stalling, Liz closed her mind against his obscene command as her lips puckered and drew on his boyish nipples. Surprisingly, she found them rising and hardening, just as her own did when she was sexually aroused and she nibbled lightly, listening to his hoarse sighs of satisfaction. Her clenched fingers pumped his cock slowly, feeling it hotly eager and thick against her palm.
"I can't wait no more!" his voice rasped out. "Get down there and suck my dick!"
Inching slowly down the bed, Liz felt the blood of shame rush to her face, but there was nothing else to do. She was virtually his slave! All too soon, she faced the formidable length of his hardened cock-shaft clutched in her hand. It was too big! She could never get it all into her mouth! But she could feel his taut young body moving restlessly on the bunk and knew the boy would do something fearful if she didn't at least try, so she lifted her head, taking a deep breath as she tossed her dark hair back, then slowly bent her beautiful face over his loins.
The bulging head of his lewdly upthrust cock seemed to fill her entire vision as more drops of glistening whitish pre-cum seeped from the swollen tip. Tentatively, she extended her tongue and licked at them, and somehow they tasted even richer than those she had licked before. I'll make him cum just by licking him and using my hand, she thought. Then maybe he won't make me let him fuck my pussy.
Then she slowly pumped his rigid staff, using one hand, while with the other she cradled his cum-swollen balls as her tongue reached out and began to lick the firmness of his mushroom-shaped cockhead. It wasn't so bad ... the purplish skin of the glans felt smooth against her moistly parted lips, and now young Jackie was groaning and twisting so that she thought it might end soon, that he would cum!
The pointed tip of her searching tongue found the little end-slit again and burrowed wetly into it, her nostrils flaring as she became aware of the pungent odor and her mouth began to water.
Liz knew she must take the throbbing rod of boy-cock between her reluctant lips sooner or later but wanted to forestall the terrible moment as long as possible. Just touching his youthful cock didn't seem so bad, so she began to bestow warm kisses around the thickening tip, accompanying them with teasing licks of her hotly flickering tongue. She traced a sensual path down the full length of the boy's inflated cock to the base and back up, then brushed the blood-swollen tip against her teeth, her lips only slightly parted.
"Now! Put it in your mouth!" Jackie cried out.
"I c-can't. .
Whatever she might have said was lost as the lewdly excited boy took matters in his own hands, tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her face down as he thrust his pelvis up. She tried to shut her lips but it was too late, and the lust-swollen head rammed past them deep up into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth until the tip of his obscenely penetrating cock slammed into her throat. The frightened older woman could only suck and gulp for air, her lips straining in a tight oval around the thickly impaling shaft for a few moments while he held her head immobile and fucked his cock in and out of her obscenely stretched mouth.
Finally, Liz reached for the heavy hot sac of his painfully swollen balls and timidly began massaging them in an effort to make the boy cum soon. At the same time, she grasped the base of his burgeoning prick between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand and held it firmly. Then, trying to make her mouth relax, she began to work her tongue slavishly as her head rose up and down and his penis slid deeply in and out of her mouth.
Oooooh! It was much better! Liz found she could breathe through her nostrils, once she had her timing right. At first her tongue seemed to get in the way, but within minutes she was able to twirl it around the length of his rigidly thrusting cock in a steady rhythm.
"That's it, lick my prick just like that, Miz Sommers!"
Liz paused in her oral ministrations for a moment, with only his throbbing cock-head between her lips, and looked up to meet the boy's eyes. Jackie was raised on his elbows on the bed, obviously enjoying the lewd sight of her mouth surrounding his heavily throbbing prick.
"Ummmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, her dark hair dipping low over his throbbing young cock again. "Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
She tightened her lips around his mouth-filling member and began to suck with more enthusiasm, stroking the soft skin of his balls tantalizingly with her fingers and opening her eyes to find him looking hungrily at her cock-swollen face. She felt him jerk upward, driving deeper into her throat until somehow she was able to take almost all of him, like massive telephone pole, between her now lewdly working lips without gagging.
She lowered herself to her elbows over his gyrating hips, her lovely face contorting with each stroke as she sucked his thickly pulsating cock inward and then released it, her hands sliding under his asscheeks and cupping them. She remembered how it had excited Margot the night before when she had plunged her finger in the aroused blonde's tiny puckered asshole, so she pulled Jackie's naked asscheeks up to her obscenely bobbing face and at the same time found the tight ring of his asshole with her finger and penetrated it. She heard his cry of surprise but didn't stop. In a moment she had rucked her middle finger fully up into his rectal passage and was sawing it back and forth while the boy writhed beneath her erotically sucking lips on his cock-shaft. She felt close to choking, but this was something that he had started, forced her into, and now she had to have it. Her huge, voluptuously quivering tits danced below her torso as she felt the inner flesh of her sucking lips being twisted grotesquely while she sawed her mouth up and down on his rampantly throbbing young cock.
"Oooohhhh! That's it! Keep it up!" Jackie moaned as he lay back on the bunk and watched her lascivious mouth devour his arching cock so eagerly. He never thought she'd go for it like this, but man, when she gulped down all the cum he had waiting for her, she'd never have any interest in sucking off that pansy, Donny Anderson, again!
Liz' head was bobbing up and down frantically over his hotly surging cock, moaning and milking his painfully throbbing balls for all she was worth, while Jackie felt the pressure building up in them and knew it wouldn't be long before he shot her mouth full of cream ... Jeez, she really wanted it, too! Jackie thought his cock would explode into a million shooting pieces as he fucked his hips up hard into her beautiful face, hard enough to bury his passion-swollen prick to the very hilt between the older woman's eagerly gulping lips and causing her to moan submissively in her efforts to take it all. But she didn't break her rhythm, even though the head of his cock was banging like a ramrod deep into her straining throat. Jackie never wanted her to stop, yet if she didn't soon, he thought he'd split apart from the pressure of his lust! Suddenly, it was too late, as he cried out hoarsely, "Don't stop, suck it, Miz Sommers, don't stop ... I'm cumming! Arrrggghhhhhhh!"
And then with a wild shuddering of his young body, the fire in his cum-swollen balls exploded, streaming up the length of his lip-locked teenage cock to spurt wildly into the hungrily gulping mouth of the beautiful older woman who knelt so subserviently between his legs.
Liz nearly choked on the first gush of the boy's thick, cream-like cum and had to swallow quickly. All she could do was keep working her cock-stuffed mouth, sucking as hard as she could as burst after burst of his white-hot cum splashed over her tongue. The heavy male taste of it suddenly overcame her and she became greedy, working her tongue and lips on his violently erupting cock, now sucking and licking even more eagerly, feeling it burn like sweet fire as it flowed in a molten river over her tonsils, down her throat and into her trembling belly. With a low hot moan, she buried her face in his sparsely curling pubic hair, engulfing his teenage prick to the fullest and tenderly squeezing his now cum-drained balls. She sucked so strongly that Jackie finally had to pull her head away.
A long tendril of thick whitish cum trailed from her lips, linking them to his softened cock and, as if dazed, she caught its web-like moistness in her fingers and brought it to her mouth, licking slowly. Her blurred eyes finally focused on his and she swallowed hard before managing to speak.
"You're a very nasty boy!" she said coldly.
"Just because you found out you like the taste of cock?" he grinned.
"You little bastard!" she spat back. "You made me suck it."
"Look, Miz Sommers. Don't get all upset. Everybody gets horny sometimes. You fucked Donny because you wanted it. No crime there. I saw you playing with your cunt with your fingers and cumming on deck the other day, and there ain't no crime in that either."
"You what?" Liz was about to express her shock at his last statement, but then she realized her shock was misplaced. His seeing her finger-fucking was certainly far less shameful than his witnessing her seduction of his classmate!
"Makes it nicer, 'course, if you like me, but I'll be back to see you either way, Miz Sommers!" the boy promised. "Might even bring you a few of my old man's dirty magazines if you was to cooperate some, like you did today! They show some wild fuck positions!"
"You're a very nasty young man!" she repeated.
But she knew that something deep inside her wouldn't let up until finally she was fucked good by young Jackie Whitaker! She felt singed all over her body, as though an evil fire had consumed the spiritual side of her nature, leaving only the remnants of animal desire in its place. She was filled with a consuming desire to explore every part of this vile boy's body, to know every single inch of his tender adolescent cock as though such knowledge would purge her own depravity. But when he stood up, that strange need had ebbed, and all she knew was she felt terribly alone, and wished she were back in Sacramento with Margot.
"Holy cow! Crap! Look at her go!" the dark-haired boy whispered from his place of concealment in the heavy bushes beyond the open window of the houseboat's bedroom. "I heard of chicks going crazy to blow a guy, but it never really sunk in. Will ya lookit that, Greg-Jeeeeeeeeeezus!"
"Yeeaaahhhh!" said Donny's brother as he lay flat on his belly in the middle of the group of five teenagers peering through the tangled bushes at the window which was like the screen of a pornographic movie. The beautiful older woman's head was bobbing up and down, the thick cock clamped tight between her eagerly sucking lips, and they could hear juicy slurping sounds mingled with the lusty sighing and moaning of the boy on the bed. Jackie was lying relaxed, raised on his elbows, watching Miss Sommers, and it was obvious he wasn't forcing her to suck!
"Donny didn't say nothing about cock sucking," Greg continued. "He fucked her pussy. Man, would I like to know where that son of a bitch is. He left early from his chores, and when I find him it ain't only his arm's gonna be in a sling!"
"I heard that already, so cut it out," Vito said. He was a lean teenager who played basketball in the winter for the local team. "I'd just as soon watch this than run all over hell's ass looking for your baby brother."
"I gotta agree," said Tommy, a heavy-set boy whose infamous ill-temper made Greg pause before he thought of offending him. "But I think we gotta fuck 'er, too."
"Yeah, but not yet," cautioned Greg. "It ain't right, messing around with another guy's chick. After Jackie Whitaker leaves, we'll get pussy."
There was a muttered assent when the boy insisted he be first in line for Miss Sommers. None of them much cared for Greg, but he was older and had steady use of his mother's station wagon. The rest of them were younger, which constituted a severe generation gap. They would not be with Greg now, except that he had come to the malt shop looking for Donny, who was their classmate.
They liked Donny, even though he wasn't as sophisticated as they were about fucking. And because of this, not a one of them would have told Greg where his brother was even if they knew. But Greg had given them this highly interesting story, and he had the station wagon and they had nothing better to do than ride around and, if possible, pick up some chicks.
They had spent a good piece of time going to places where Donny normally hung out, with no results, and then finally Greg suggested they go over to Miss Sommers' houseboat on the lake. The younger boys were both in awe and excited by his lurid story of the older woman and her appetite for young boy-cock-and in the end, the spicy storyteller won out. The question of where Donny had gone faded in contrast to the night's action they all saw ahead of them.
Donny, himself, had been overcome with shame and remorse at what he had told his brother, Greg, and had fled from their home on his bike on a back road that twisted around the lake, until the steepness of the hills had made riding the bike impossible. Then he had hidden it in the brush and begun to walk, trying to find a quiet place where he could compose his thoughts and plan out some sort of explanation which he could give the beautiful older woman he loved for the terrible thing he had done. He was hiding from no one but himself, and the farther he hiked up into the thickly wooded mountains, the more apparent it became that there was no place to run. How would he ever be able to face Miss Sommers again?
CHAPTER EIGHT
After Jackie Whitaker went away, a distraught Liz Sommers rushed into the bathroom and showered until she felt squeaky clean. She took a long time toweling her lithe body dry, and then stared at her naked image in the full-length mirror. Strangely, she could see no outward changes. Her face was as serene as ever, but perhaps there was a new, more sensual pout to her full red lips which hadn't been there before-or maybe they were only swollen from the rough invasion of the excited young boy's rampant cock-fucking. She could still taste the viscous cum he had spurted between her ovaling lips, and she was amazed that the remainder of her humiliating encounter didn't bother her as it should. Perhaps she was in a state of shock. So many things had happened in the two days since she'd moved into this little houseboat on Lake Shasta for the summer.
She had shamelessly seduced a boy half her age, knowing that it was a terrible thing to do, but unable to stop herself. She had wanted him so badly that she had taken his young cock in her mouth as a gesture of love.
In the aftershock of realizing what she had done, she had been the aggressor in a lesbian encounter with her best girlfriend. Reversing the role she had usually played in their rare contacts, she had voraciously eaten the younger girl's deliciously tasting cunt! And then, submitting to blackmail, she had sucked and licked a young boy's tender young cock and actually enjoyed the taste of his delicious white-hot cum as it spurted deep down her throat! Her own lewd animal desires had taken over and she had turned into a more than willing, eager cock-sucker!
Cock-sucker! The very word repelled her. She mouthed it at herself in the mirror and felt disgust, more at the reflected image, though, than the act, for she had to admit that she wanted to suck a cock again. Not just Jackie Whitaker, but sweet young Donny Anderson's too!
The troubled brunette teacher thought the only thing to do was see a psychiatrist. She took a short beach robe from a hook and belted it tightly around her naked body, undecided whether or not to get dressed again. It might be better to have a very strong drink and go right to bed. Perhaps a nap would ease her troubled mind. She went into the bedroom and saw the double bed, still mussed from her lewd encounter with Jackie Whitaker. It brought back the vision of herself, her dark hair tossing as her head bobbed wildly, her mouth sliding voraciously up and down the boy's rigid pole of cock-flesh. Shuddering with self-loathing, she set about pulling off the cum-stained sheets and coverlet, and quickly replaced them with fresh linen. She was about to draw the curtains and lie down when heavy footsteps on the gangplank and then a loud knocking on the front door interrupted her.
"God, what's happening now?" she said in exasperation, hurrying to the door, intending to send the intruder away.
Liz was puzzled to find five young boys awaiting her. The one who had been knocking looked like a slightly older version of Donny. He had the same sun-burnished long hair and the same fine bone structure to his face. But his eyes were cruel and his mouth had a sardonic grin.
"Well, Miz Sommers, I'm Donny's brother, Greg, and I've got a score to settle with you."
In seconds, the five of them were pushing Liz aside and piling into the houseboat's living room, and she noticed that the last boy was securely locking the door.
"Seems you took advantage of Donny," their leader continued. "I don't like that, and Donny's friends here don't like it either."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Liz managed to blurt out, although she was afraid her expressive face betrayed her. "Get out of here or I'll call the police!"
"Now, Miz Sommers, be reasonable," the boy said with mock seriousness. "You hired my little brother to work for you-but you didn't say you wanted the work done in the sack. Donny's innocent-a real babe, and he went for it!"
"I-I don't understand," she blurted out half-defensively, half in earnest. "He never told you anything like that. It's a lie!"
Fearfully, Liz tried to back away, but Greg grabbed her arm, pulled her close and with a single swift motion of his other hand yanked the belt from her bathrobe. The garment spread wide open, baring her hugely billowing tits, the smooth plane of her pussy-hair to the five teenagers' lusting eyes. She moved quickly to cover herself, but the heavy-set boy Greg called Tommy grasped her free hand and now he and Greg were holding her helplessly between them.
Terrified, Liz' eyes were drawn to their tight-fitting jeans. In each one, she saw the unmistakable outline of a hard, young cock. They were going to rape her! No matter what she did or said, these five boys were all going to gang fuck her! Oh, what a fool she'd been with Donny! She should have known he would never be able to keep quiet about his conquest of an older woman. The knowledge of his betrayal hurt her deeply, for she had thought he was so different from all the others, so hard working and ambitious and shy and polite.
"But Donny ... he'd never say that ... never!"
"He didn't mean to say it," Greg admitted. "I needled him so much he lost his head and blurted it out. Now he's gone and we can't find him, but it don't matter, 'cause we've got you!"
"For God's sake, no!" the frightened older woman cried. Liz felt weak and would have fallen if the two young boys hadn't moved quickly to support her. "Oh God, what have I done!"
"Just what you're going to do again now-a little fucking," Greg said, reaching to capture one nakedly trembling tit in his fingers, pinching the nipple to involuntary hardness with skilled fingers. "Five of us should keep you good and busy for quite some time. We're in pretty good shape, and can cum three or four times easy, so you might take a few of us at once to get it over real quick. Otherwise our folks might come lookin' for us, and you wouldn't want that!"
"Ahhhhh, no...." Liz sobbed. "I suppose this is what I get for acting as I have. Okay, I'll let you boys do what you want. But I can't possibly fuck more than one of you at a time. Let me go into the bedroom and I'll get ready and you come in one at a time."
"No sirreee, Miz Sommers," Greg said coldly. "We're in this together."
"Which means, well be fucking you together," Tommy said, laughing hoarsely. "Let's go, guys, and bang her!"
"Nooooooo!" The frightened brunette tried to pull free, but the five young boys overpowered her and roughly dragged her to the bedroom. Eager hands pinched and grabbed her nakedly heaving titties, and ran lewdly up between her thighs to finger her fear-clenched pussy. She felt herself being roughly thrown belly-down on the large double bunk.
"Please!" she cried out, her eyes blurred with tears. "I told you I'll do it! But alone. With each of you ... give me that much, please!"
'We'll give you all you can handle," Greg said. He quickly stripped off his shirt, then his jeans, and his young hard cock slapped obscenely against his muscular belly. Liz cringed at the sight of it. He stroked his thickly pulsating prick, drawing back the loose skin to reveal the blunt bulbous head. "You'll beg me for it!" The boy laughed lewdly. "I'd like you to start begging right now. Tell me what you want me to do, Miz Sommers!"
"You little animals!" She spat the word right out. "Go ahead, rape me, if you like-then leave!"
This only brought mean jeering laughter from the boys. They were all stripping off their clothes now and shaking their hard teenage cocks at her as she lay naked, quivering, and helpless before them.
"You're gonna get it, Miz Sommers," Greg said. "And you're gonna beg for it. Now, guys, hold her down and let's see how good she can beg for cock!"
Rough hands grasped her shoulders, forcing her down hard on the bunk. Despite the softness of the mattress, her hugely quivering tits were crushed so mercilessly beneath her that they ached, and yet with the pain came a shameful sense of arousal against her will, and she could feel her nipples stiffening while her physical body responded to treatment which her mind and conscience rejected. She tried to squirm free, but knew immediately it was hopeless. There was nothing to do but submit, endure the ordeal which lay ahead and end it as quickly as possible. If begging would speed things up, what difference did it make?
"Come on, do it!" she blurted. "Fast ..
"That's not the word," Greg slapped her hard across the face. "Say it!"
"Then ... make love to me...."
"That's still not it!" The sound of his hand cracking violently against her nakedly trembling asscheeks resounded through the room. His tone mocked her and he reached down to slide his hard searching fingers lewdly along her spine and down into the tight-pressed crevice of her smoothly curved asscheeks, one finger probing salaciously at the puckered circle of her cringing little asshole. "Ask for what you really want!"
He lifted his hand now and brought the flat of his palm down in a stinging blow across her taut ass, causing her to cry out softly:
"Fuck my pussy ... all of you, do it ... yes, fuck me!"
Suddenly, the slaps he was giving her tautly upraised asscheeks just didn't hurt! They tingled, and she felt a fiery surging in her cunt as she wriggled her hotly throbbing tits down into the mattress, raising the naked cheeks of her ass up in lewd invitation. She looked up at the leering young boys, her eyes wide, knowing that they wanted to hear her say it again: "There it is! Now fuck it good!"
Suddenly, a boy she hadn't paid attention to before made a growl in his throat as he threw himself on her prostrate body. He quickly turned her over so that she was facing him, her large, whitely billowing tits and pussy nakedly exposed so all the boys could see. She had very little time to see what he looked like before her moment of ravishment. His bright blonde hair, a sort of taffy color next to his freckled skin, and his deep blue eyes, kindled a strange kind of motherly feeling deep inside the lonely thirty-five-year-old brunette's mind. But, when he clumsily pushed on top of her, she felt an initial fear, mixed with anger at Greg for forcing the boy on her as the first one to fuck her. For it was Greg who was standing over them both, his hand on his hips, and a commanding expression on his face.
"Now fuck her, Andy. Give Miz Sommers what she really wants!" Greg exclaimed.
Mercifully, Liz thought, the boy was inexperienced and overexcited. By now, what with her earlier lovemaking with Margot and Jackie Whitaker, Liz' pussy ached for release, either by male or female. Closing her eyes, she reached for his eagerly throbbing cock and quickly guided it to her already plundered cunthole.
Gasping at the thrusting clumsiness of his penetration, she wrapped her long legs tight around him and began to fuck up against him, hardly feeling anything.
"Come on now, kid!" someone yelled. "Even if this is your first time, fuck her pussy good!"
Her legs clamped him tight and her cunt muscles tugged at his rigidly straining young prick. He was not nearly as large as Donny or Jackie had been. Hardly more than a boy. She felt a sudden revulsion at her own ready excitement, and the fact that there were four other boys peering lewdly down at her and Andy, but she couldn't do anything about it, and she reasoned that she might as well enjoy it as not, since they'd do it to her in either case. Still, she had a vague feeling that she hadn't put up enough of a fight.
"Please ... I can't ... she murmured, her voice draining off into almost silent mewls of content.
She could feel the young teenager moving in the depths of her cunt and it was a pleasant sensation, but she knew she would not be able to cum with him. And although her body still tingled from the wild pleasure of her earlier experiences, for some reason she wanted to cum again and again ... as many times as possible!
Andy was panting in her ear, his clumsy, eager hands kneading her hotly throbbing titties, and in a matter of minutes, she felt him shooting his virgin cum up her tightly clutching pussy. She squeezed the youngster tight between her hot thighs until his young cock had shrunk so small it slipped from the heated clasp of her dripping cunt lips. Then, almost as if to say, "You'll do better, young man, when you're really a man," she patted him on the back as he rose clumsily from between her legs.
As they laughed at the boy, Liz' mind suddenly came back to the stark reality that confronted her here. Who were these boys, and why had she permitted them such easy access to her naked body? And why, dear God, why was she actually enjoying their salacious company and feeling sorry for the freckle-faced boy who'd cum so soon up inside her cunt. She was aware of his embarrassment, and somehow that become her own embarrassment, and she wished she could whisper to him that it was all right, that he could come to her alone some time and she would teach him.
But she said nothing. She was again afraid, and yet she went on acting outwardly with utter calm.
"You take it damn fast," Greg said. "You're a natural gang fuck!"
"But don't forget now," Tommy added, "she's had a little bit of experience today."
The others laughed. Instead of wincing in humiliation, Liz stretched out cat-like, and wet her lips seductively, boldly challenging the boys with her gaze.
"Who's next?" she said as she squirmed on the bed, legs splaying wide, her cunt lips gleaming with a mingling of Andy's cum and her own pussy juices. "Who's going to fuck it now?"
"Oh, Jeez ... Jeez! Let me go next ... let me fuck Miz Sommers' naked pussy next...!" a thin, dark-haired boy called Brian squealed delightedly. Liz had not taken much note of him because he was the least noticeable of the five boys and looked so young. Now, as he got on the bed, she noticed for the first time the size of his cock. It was out of all proportion to the rest of his body, even bigger than Jackie Whitaker's, but she was so full of cum that her aching cunt should be able to absorb it. She had to absorb it! If she fought, she was sure they would hold her down while the skinny boy fucked his teenage cock into her defenseless pussyhole. And with this realization, Liz became calm, calm with the certainty of having endured the worst possible torments, while she still knew that something far more devastating lay ahead.
"C'mon now, Miz Sommers," he said. "I want you to get on top of me so I can play with them gorgeous big tits of yours while we fuck!"
"Yeah, squeeze her tits!" someone exclaimed behind him.
The voluptuous brunette wanted to say she had never fucked in that position, didn't really know how, but the expression on the boy's face dissuaded her. He might be young, but there was evil in his eye and she was sure that if she protested, he would hurt her, hit her even! She would just have to learn. Slowly Liz rose to her knees, then straddled him as he held his thickly throbbing cock upright, the inflated tip searching for the narrowly glistening pink slit of her darkly furred cunt.
Then, slowly, she lowered her body. Liz felt the boy's swollen cock-head probing at her cum-slicked pussy lips, and he squirmed in uncontrolled lust beneath her descending asscheeks, the tip of his eager young cock sliding along the receptively yielding hole of her pussy as she trembled in lewd anticipation.
"Jeez, Miz Sommers ... you're bending my prick in half!" the youth squealed. Oooohhhhh ... take it in your hand and help me stick it into your pussyhole!"
Liz felt herself blush at the crudeness of the boy's words, but didn't think of disobeying. She reached below the nakedly spread "vee" of her curl-rimmed cunt and grasped him, her fingers closing around the thickness of his obscenely upthrust prick. With delicate fingers, she skinned his cock back until she could feel the exposed rubbery cock-head prodding her aching pussy-hold. Holding it steady, she moved her asscheeks lower, feeling them parting her shivering pink cunt-flesh.
Beneath her, the thin boy gasped as he felt his prick being guided to the tiny opening of her feverishly hot pussy and into her warm velvety cunt softness. Liz dropped her asscheeks lower and felt his swollen cock-head pop through the tight distended opening of her pussy. She flexed her cunt muscles, measuring its girth and gasped softly in wanton appreciation.
"Now just slide down on my prick!" Brian urged her, sharply slapping her naked asscheeks. "Grind your ass down on my prick!"
But the shamelessly aroused older woman needed no persuasion. She wanted more of his rigid erection, and supporting herself on hands and knees, she swayed from side to side, feeling his pulsating teenage cock moving up inside her pussy, pushing ripples of her hungry cunt flesh ahead of it. She looked down and saw his burgeoning red cockshaft disappearing tantalizingly up between her dark-rimmed pussylips, and she moaned in blissful arousal.
Suddenly she felt completely wanton! Her lips pursed in a soft round oval as she swayed above him, letting her weight fall down on his cock while at the same instant he thrust his pelvis upward, grabbing her clenching asscheeks in bony fingers, pinching cruelly. He surged far up into her cunthole, the swollen head of his cock fucking against the very wall of her womb as his fingers squeezed hard at her whitely trembling ass flesh.
"Uugggggghhhh!" she cried out, grinding her hips, feeling his hard pubic bone rubbing enticingly against her tiny pink clitoris. Using her knees as levers, she began to rise and fall over him, her head back, dark hair tossing in wild abandon as his cock ripped in and out of her hungrily clenching cunt. His hand came up to grasp her hotly quivering titties, kneading them, squeezing the ruby-red nipples as she fucked her cunt over his pussy-stretching prick like a woman gone mad, reveling in the sensations that his hard young cock was bringing to her hungrily devouring pussy. "Fuck me!" she panted. "Gooooooood, oh your prick feels so gooooooood fucking in my little pussy!"
And then, suddenly, it was happening again! The great orgasmic tide swept over her and she groaned helplessly and reached around behind her churning asscheeks to find his cum-swollen balls and squeeze them urgently.
"Cum! Yes, Brian, fuck your hot jism into Miss Sommers' cunt!"
The lean boy's cock began to throb and thicken, and then, urged on by the wanton older woman's teasing fingers, his balls spurted then-great loads of white-hot cum upward in great jets that flooded her greedily milking cunt, jerking hard up inside her as she mashed her hotly smothering pussy down on his wildly cumming teenage prick.
Exhausted again, Liz collapsed on top of the boy, her asscheeks flexing with the declining spasms of her orgasm. For a long time she lay there gathering her strength, until finally she raised herself and swung a long shapely leg over his drained body as if dismounting from a horse.
"Fuck me, somebody, fuck me," she whispered hotly, as Brian slipped off the bed, leaving her there alone.
"Jeez, you're twat's hotter than anything I ever ran into!" Greg exclaimed. He stroked his prick and grinned, motioning another of the younger boys to take Brian's place.
As if drugged, Liz nodded her head, and looked up to see Tommy standing over her, stroking the thick rod of cockflesh that extended from his body like a young stallion.
"Get up on your hands an' knees, Miz Sommers," he commanded.
Still inflamed with lust, and with no sense of her own shame and humiliation remaining, the naked brunette complied.
"Now, some of you guys hold her there. She might not like getting it up in the ass, but my brother Harry says it's the tightest and hottest place of all!" Tommy got onto the bed beside her.
"Oh, no," the older woman frightened now, cried. "Good God, you can't do something like that to me!"
"Harry said it don't hurt long," Tommy grinned viciously.
Liz tried to pull away, but the boys were too quick for her. She flailed against their combined strength and weight as eager young arms encircled her waist and shoulders. Then she felt Tommy's hands pulling the nakedly trembling cheeks of her ass up high in the air, his legs pressing her thighs apart until her defenseless asscheeks were spread wide.
"Oh, no, no-ooohhhhh ... please ... noooooo!" the helpless older woman pleaded, her words muffled by the mattress into which her face was pressed. "Please, just fuck me, but not ... in my asshole!"
Liz groaned as she felt the boy stroking his hands over the rich curves of her trembling hips, dancing his fingers lewdly over her belly and through the dark, cum-drenched triangle of her pussy hair to tease her still aroused clitoris. Then she felt his lips and tongue on her back, licking and kissing and nibbling, and in spite of the ordeal which she had been promised, she found herself responding to his tantalizing oral caresses. Another heartfelt groan and she began to wiggle her naked asscheeks, hoping and praying the boy would become interested in her well-fucked cunt and forego his original plan of fucking her asshole!
But he didn't! Suddenly, she felt the searing tip of his tongue touching the tightly clenching hole of her ass, flickering at it like a snake's tongue. She gasped at the obscene titillation and wriggled her hugely throbbing tits down into the bunk as his face burrowed between her widespread asscheeks. But just as she was beginning to enjoy the exciting sensation, the tongue withdrew, and she could feel a finger probing in her. It hurt, and she felt tears begin to stream hotly down her flushed cheeks again.
"Noooo, please," she moaned, suddenly aware of the unnatural invasion as the cither boys held her immobile.
Tommy moved his finger in a small circle, and gradually the pain in her asshole began to give way to a perverted sensation of pleasure as she relaxed a little, beginning to move her asscheeks in rhythm, hardly aware that the finger was now sinking deeper and deeper up into her rectum. The boy's obscenely probing finger was actually beginning to feel good!
Suddenly, a second finger rammed in beside it and Liz cried out softly as the two digits wormed and twisted cruelly, stretching her asshole. The helpless brunette had no choice but to submit, and yet she found herself liking this new humiliation. Gradually the pain went away, to be replaced by a pleasurable sensation of warmth and pressure, and she began to moan softly in rekindled excitement.
Then, Tommy abruptly pulled his fingers out, the tight ring of her asshole clutching at them as they popped free. The young boy grasped her nakedly quivering hips and she felt the head of his thick rigid cock probing at the lips of her pussy. He really only wants to fuck my pussy, not my asshole! she thought with a sigh of relief as she was rewarded for her wriggling back and forth by feeling the excitedly jerking cock sliding slowly up and down her wetly gripping pussy slit.
But her pleasure turned to alarm again as, after a feWjabs against the otiter flanges of her excitedly throbbing cunt, Tommy grasped her asscheeks and stretched the whitely trembling half-moons painfully apart. Then she felt the swelling head of his cock pressing against the still-hot circle of her asshole! Liz trembled in fear at the naked contact. Though he was just a little boy, it would never fit! It was impossible! She would be split apart up to her throat! The terrified brunette could feel the boy's hairy loins and his cock poised between her obscenely upturned asscheeks.
"Oh, no, not like that," she cried. "I'll suck your prick, I'll do anything but this!"
And then it was too late as the tiny virginal ring of her asshole gave way under the un relenting pressure exerted by the boy's hips. "Ohhhhhh, aaaaaahhgg," she moaned, writhing in a futile attempt to ease the pain created by the entry of his burgeoning young cock. But her movements only served to help the boy sodomize her until, with a final lunge, he buried his cock to the hilt in her quivering asshole, her asscheeks spread obscenely wide, and his balls smacking against her flexing pussy.
"It hurrrrrrrts!" she sobbed as his heavily throbbing cock fucked deep up in her asshole.
The other boys released their hold on her arms and legs, but for a long moment Liz lay without moving. The pain was still strong as she lifted her head and torso, but after a few moments, she thought she just might endure it....
Meanwhile, Tommy pressed on from behind. He began to move his youthful body in wild little circles, not pulling in or out of the nakedly defenseless older woman yet, but trying to stretch her asshole to force it to relax and respond. He knew she'd begun to almost like his prick in her ass, as she slowly rotated her hips in front of him. So Tommy jerked her asscheeks back hard against his throbbing teenage cock and fucked it all the way into her asshole!
"Oohhhhhh!" she cried out, but at the same time her body arched and her asscheeks humped back, just like she had when he'd first seen her getting it in her pussy with Andy and Brian. Slowly, she began to fall into rhythm with him, her back and hips grinding licentiously in time with his in and out fucks. Liz couldn't believe it, but what a moment before had been painful now had the faintest twinge of pleasure to it!
"You-you're doin' fine," Tommy exclaimed. "Now well do it together!"
He grasped her churning hips firmly and began to fuck deep into her as Liz writhed and moaned on her knees on the mattress, the pleasure now out-riding the pain, rotating her sensuously upturned asscheeks at him with increasing ferocity. She clamped her straining asshole tight around his lewdly invading young prick, wanting it all now, needing it all, and in a matter of minutes she was giving herself as wildly to Tommy as she had to the other little boy lovers she had had in the past two days. And though she knew it was an obscene thing to do, she knew she had no choice other than to flow with whatever tide of feeling overcame her.
"Ooooooooh, yesssssss, fuck me up my ass harder! Harder! Harder!" she moaned, the black veil of her hair tossing wildly with the lewd gyrations of her naked body.
Abruptly Tommy stopped his obscene fucking of her asshole, pulling her upright against him and holding her immobile. With a lewd wink at his buddies, he said, "Now look here, Vito, Miz Sommers wants to have all the cock she can get, so why don't you oblige her!"
"Oh, no ... God, no!" Liz protested, suddenly realizing from the look on Vito's face that he meant to fuck her pussy at the same time Tommy was fucking into her asshole from behind. "I just can't!"
"Sure you can," said the boy called Vito, as he climbed between her splayed legs and aimed his heavily throbbing cockhead at her defenseless cunt. Liz writhed and moaned in Tommy's unrelenting grip, now aware that she was about to take two cocks deep up inside her at once!
It was impossible but all too terribly true!
"You gotta learn how to fuck with your ass and pussy at the same time, Miz Sommers," Tommy taunted her, as his friend aimed the head of his lust-engorged young cock straight at the tight cunthole which now flexed wetly as Tommy's prick slipped in and out of her obscenely stretched asshole from behind. She groaned as she felt the blood-swollen cockhead seek entry.
She couldn't take two of their cocks together ... it wouldn't work!
But then she felt the tightening muscles of her tortured cunt opening, being forced to accept the two hard boy-cocks. She gasped and without conscious thought spread her legs wider, mewling submissively as Vito's cock began to push into her desire-wrenched pussy. She raised her legs high above his back so that she was suspended between the two teenagers-that seemed to make it easier. And as he sank his eagerly throbbing cock deeper and deeper up into her sensitive, hot pussy flesh, she slowly closed her thighs around his hips.
"Now ya see?" the boy said with a grin. "I told you ya'd love it, Miz Sommers!"
Vito lunged forward, knocking Liz and his buddy Tommy back flat on the bunk, and driving his lust-hardened cockshaft mercilessly deep into her trembling cunt. Liz cried out with new pain, but something in her carnal being took hold then, and bracing her back against the boy beneath her, she thrust her cunt up to accept this second perverse impalement.
"Aaaaaaarrrrgh! You boys are ripping my little pussy and asshole apart! I feel you so deeeeeeeep!" she cried.
Clutching her defenseless body between them, the gleeful teenagers began to fuck their obscenely rigid cocks in and out of her straining cunt and ass. As one fucked into her, the other withdrew, and they rubbed against each other far up inside her as they reamed the depths of her defenseless asshole and cunt. Liz was beyond any pain now, and in fact this lewd double fuck was beginning to feel good in a strange way, and she found herself matching the rhythm, humping her body and thrusting back against Tommy's cock, taking him deep up into her wide-stretched asshole, and then moving forward quickly to absorb all of Vito's thick hard boy-cock in her hotly flowing pussy even as Tommy stretched her tightly gripping asshole with another wild in-fuck.
"Uuggghhh, uuuuuuuuuuh," Liz moaned, her lewdly aroused body now urging both of them on.
The feeling of pain had become transformed into total ecstasy for the obscenely skewered brunette and she threw herself into the insanely fucking boy-cocks in front and behind without a thought as to the depraved spectacle she made in front of the other boys. Suddenly, a voice partially awoke her from her sense-blinding trance.
"Look here, Miz Sommers," Greg said, leering down at her. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw the boy's blood-engorged cockhead poised thickly near her face as it throbbed in his tightened fist. "I'd like you to do a little dick-sucking, seeing that you ain't otherwise occupied!"
Something deep inside Liz tried to rebel, despite the way she was giving herself so lewdly and wantonly to the two boys who were already ravishing her pussy and asshole. She shook her head, firmly grabbed a fistful of her long black hair close to the scalp and twisted her head until she had to scream. "Aiiiiiieeeeee!"
As her mouth formed the cry, Greg thrust his pelvis forward, his free hand shoving his thickly throbbing young cock between her ovaled lips as he fucked his prick deep into her open mouth.
"Suck now, suck it, you bitch," he commanded harshly. "We all know how much you like to suck cock, so give us a little show here!"
Suddenly, the combined force of two rockhard boy-cocks penetrating her virginal asshole and cunt at the same time, plus the hard shaft of a teenage prick invading her mouth, made the ravished older woman moan. She gagged, and then as she gasped for air, her cock-pierced pink lips pursed in a warm, soft circle around Greg's cock, her tongue lashing as she fought for breath. The boy's hand was still pressing hard on the back of her head, and she had no choice but to suck. So suck him she did, though she resolved to herself that she would absolutely not enjoy this but would act as nothing more than a receptacle, a machine for this additional obscene attack on her debauched body.
Liz could hear the lewd squishing sounds of the continuing penetration and withdrawal of the twin cocks pummeling her loins below, could feel the two cocks rubbing together through the thin membranes of her asshole and cunthole and she wondered how much time must pass before they came and pumped their burning white cum into her obscenely sandwiched body. Moaning, she opened her eyes and saw Greg's thick cock sliding liquidly in and out of her helpless mouth.
A shameful vision of what she must look like came to her in a flash, her shapely body buffeted between the two teenagers who were fucking her ass and cunt at the same time, while her darling Donny's brutal older brother's throbbing hot cock was buried deep inside her mouth! And off to the side stood Andy and Brian, their boyish cocks hard once again and being pumped wildly in their fists, and their mouths hanging open as they watched the incredible scene!
Suddenly, Liz wanted to be used, abused, and she swirled the tip of her tongue around Greg's smooth, hot cockhead, probing for the tiny opening which in time would spew forth a lewd surge of thick, rich cum. Suddenly, she wanted it to explode in her mouth, to drown her in its seething heat, just as her ravaged cunt and asshole in time would be filled with the teenage cum of the other two excitedly fucking boys.
"Oh, yeah ... suckkkkk," Greg crooned, his pulsating rod of flesh inflating still further as she drew her lips tightly around it.
She was on the verge herself, and began to salivate, almost choking on the delicious, hotly flowing secretions that were beginning to flow from the boy's heavily pistoning prick.
"Uhhhhhm, uuuuuuuaaahhhh," she moaned, reaching out to cup and squeeze the dangling, cum-swollen balls of the boy pumping furiously into her greedily sucking mouth.
Suddenly, Vito and Tommy picked up their momentum as they fucked crazily into her pussy and slavishly filled asshole. She could feel their burgeoning young cocks swelling as they approached what promised to be a violent climax.
"Ohhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm," Liz mewled, trembling in lustful anticipation, her naked asscheeks churning around one young cock, her pussy and mouth sucking furiously on two more, as the overwhelming sensation again erupted in her cunt and the hot fluid spewed out into her skewered loins.
"Cuuuuuummmmmmmmming," she heard Vito croak, and felt him flooding into her grasping cunt. A moment later, her fingers sensed the eruption in Greg's cum-swollen balls, and then her mouth was filled with seething, white-hot cum in bullet-like spurts. She sucked and swallowed, her tongue swirling over the gushing, erotically jerking cockhead as her hungrily milking cunt sought to hold its own bursting cock. She was buffeted so hard from behind, then, that she almost let Greg's jerking prick slip from her eager lips, as, with a long cry of pleasure, Tommy fucked his pulsating cock deep up into her tightly clenching asshole one final time and the lava-like flow of his cum totally inundated her trembling rectum.
"Aw shit, what a fuck!" the boy sighed as he collapsed against her back. "What a fuck!"
Liz lay tangled amidst the three gasping, groaning boys, her asshole and cunt and mouth lewdly milking their deflating young cocks.
CHAPTER NINE
On the shore, grabbing the limb of a small pine tree for support, teenaged Donny Anderson stared aghast through the window at the lewd tableau.
The unhappy boy had spent hours alone in an isolated patch of woods. Then, he'd decided to come down to the houseboat to confess to Miss Sommers what Greg had forced him to reveal. But it was too late to protect her. What he saw now was to be believed. As the beautiful brunette woman spasmed into an insane climax before his very eyes, buffeting back and forth like a rag doll between the three boys on the bed, Donny felt as though his head were being hit with a hammer, so plagued with guilt was he. But anger suffused his young frame, too, for his beloved Miss Sommers had seemed to be enjoying the obscene fucking she was getting by his four classmates and older brother.
She was nothing but a slut and a whore! he thought angrily. She probably fucks kids all the time and I wasn't so special to her at all! Well, I'll make sure she doesn't forget me. Just you wait, Miss Sommers, until everybody leaves and I'll show you!
After the wild impromptu fucking she'd just endured, Liz tried to regain her breath. And as her beating heart gradually stilled, the horrible realization of what she had just done rushed in to overwhelm her-or was it really so horrible?
What had started out as a definite rape had ended up, she had to admit, as an outright orgy, and she had loved all the hard young boys' cocks fucking and cumming into her pussy and asshole and mouth at the same time! If only Margot could have been here, too!
"All right, guys, everybody up and out!" Liz was suddenly startled by the sound of Greg's sharp command. "Come on, get your pants on. You'll all have plenty of time to get another piece of Miz Sommer's cunt later. Right now, it's my turn and I've decided I want all of you out of here!"
"Aw, Greg!" Brian complained. "My prick was all hot and ready for some more pussy, In
"Don't give me no hassle, punks. I said move your asses out of here!"
Donny's older brother's menacing tone alarmed the four younger boys who were sprawled about the room in post-orgasmic exhaustion, and they hurriedly scrambled up, put on their clothes and left.
Liz was crushed and had wanted to stop them all before they got to the door, for she had wanted them again, wanted to feel their stiff young boy-cocks fucking into every available opening of her whoring body!
"Mmmmmmmm, Greg, my pussy is all nice and wet and ready to fuck again," Liz mewled hotly up at the remaining boy and hungrily pulled him down beside her on the bunk.
"Don't you worry, Miz Sommers, I can take care of it," Greg murmured, his hand trailing lingeringly between the beautiful naked older woman's widespread pussy-flesh as he lay on his side next to her. He could feel the gentle pulsations of her eager cunt-flesh and knew that she was more than ready to fuck. Jeez, he thought, this chick is a real cock-lover! That kid brother of mine really knows how to pick a piece!
Liz ran her hand up and down the throbbing hardness of the boy's fully erect cock, enjoying the sensation of the hot blood pulsing through it, her eyes feasting hungrily on the smooth lines of his hard, lean young body. She felt as if she could devour his cock and he seemed just as greedy and insatiable, as she was! She moaned through passion-clenched teeth as he suddenly bit into her left tit, his mouth encircling her tingling nipple, and she shivered erotically from the casual massaging he was giving her churning, curl-rimmed pussy while she pressured his thickly pulsating cock with tightly circling fingers.
Already her body was overcome with chilling sensations of growing lust, and again she was trembling ungovernably from the force of her ever-rising need for boy-cock fucking her pussy.
"Oh, God, Greg. Put it in now ... put your cock inside my pussy now!"
Greg smiled to himself at the older woman's obscenely urgent words. Jeez, she was crying out for it, almost as if another minute would be the death of her! Her fingers were still locked tight around his throbbing prick and she began to guide it toward the waiting pink mouth of her quivering cunt. He could see the rosy inner pussylips nibbling gently at the air in anticipation of what was coming, and he finally drew in his breath sharply as his excitedly throbbing cock made contact with her moistly trembling cunt.
"Aaaaaaaahhh ... yessss ... howwwww ... Liz gasped, too, as she steered the boy's rockhard cockhead toward her hotly quivering pussy. She could hardly wait for him to fuck into her and to feel the unyielding hardness of his teenage prick as it tunneled relentlessly up into her cunthole. That was all she lived for, that was all that was important!
The excited young boy fastened his hands in the firm roundness of her wide-splayed thighs, and then began to move forward, guiding his heavily throbbing cockhead through her tender pussylips, watching the curl-rimmed edges of her eagerly receptive cunt give way before his nudging, and then he felt the first moist clinging of the hot, juicy walls of her cunt.
"Ooooooohhhhh ... nnnnggghhnnnnn...." Liz sighed ecstatically, spreading her legs even farther apart and giving her naked cunt up willingly to his impaling cock.
Greg continued to push forward, feeling her heated pussy walls yielding as his cock entered her nakedly presented cunthole. The velvety membrane coated his thickly throbbing cock like a tight glove and involuntarily, the boy quickened his penetration, his lust-stiffened prick beginning to fuck through her greedily devouring pussyhole until it was sunk deep up in the darkness of her hungrily welcoming cunt.
"Aaaaagggghhh ... oh God, yesssss...." Liz cried aloud as Greg embedded his full pulsating length in her tight, eager pussy and his balls slapped wetly against the upraised cheeks of her lewdly grinding ass.
Boy am I gonna get you, Miss Sommers! Donny raged inwardly, his teeth clenched in anger. But he couldn't pull himself away from the sight of the voluptuous brunette and her newest lover, his older brother, even though the sight of them fucking filled him with a fury he could hardly control. I'm really gonna get ya, he rasped over and over again, unable to forget how passionately she had fucked him as if he was really special, and her only boyfriend ever! He'd really begun to think she loved him ... Crap! How she'd fooled him! She was just a dirty whore and instead of him, all she'd wanted was to screw any young kid's cock!
Donny wanted to rush down to the boat and confront the two of them, give his brother a busted jaw and then her! He'd ... he'd ... he didn't know what he'd do to her because he knew that in spite of his anger, he still loved her and wanted to fuck her pussy more than ever! Just seeing her fucking like crazy with his brother Greg turned him on more than he could imagine! Donny couldn't believe how hot she was! Even Mary Jane Moore hardly got that wild, according to all the stories he'd heard about her in the locker room at school!
Liz and Greg's naked bodies were locked together in obscene abandon and Donny could just barely make out Greg's cock fucking wetly into the grasping pinkness of her churning cunt from his hiding place on shore. Though he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could guess. Now he knew he had a real score to settle with Miss Sommers; she'd made a fool of him, treated him so special while all the time she had other boyfriends too! Well, he'd settle her hash for her all right! She'd be sorry!
Greg's hard young cock fucked with swiftly increasing tempo up into the depths of Liz' moistly clasping cunt, her arms clinging to his neck and her legs drumming against his clenching asscheeks. The lust-driven brunette flexed her frantically devouring pussy upward to receive her teenage lover's obscenely driving cock, allowing it to fuck up to the very depths of her cunt, gasping again and again as the boy's deeply fucking cockhead tipped the mouth of her womb, sending thrilling sensations charging throughout her shamelessly aroused body. His wildly plunging cock seemed as much a part of her as her own greedily clutching cunt, and Liz felt a momentary stab of loss each time he withdrew its impaling length, but then he'd fuck his hard young cock again in her eagerly waiting pussy and she'd find herself surging once more to sublime heights.
There was nothing in the world like fucking young boys! She hadn't started to live until only days ago when she had seduced young Donny Anderson and now she was so glad she'd done it. Otherwise, after her little brother Jamie, she would probably never have felt another hard young cock fucking and cumming in her pussy! And she had it now. Oh yes, thanks to Donny and Jackie, Greg, Vito, Tommy, Andy, and Brian ... who must surely know how to fuck an older woman's hot pussy better than any other little boys in the whole world!
A familiar tingle of rapture began to spread throughout her nakedly excited body as Greg's ever-growing young cock plunged swiftly up into her hungrily welcoming cunt.
"Oh yessss ... keep fucking me like this ... keep fucking me hard...." she begged as her hungry cunt reacted ecstatically to the boy's hard, pussy-splitting in-fucks.
"Ooooohhh, God Greg, I'm ... I'm almost there ... I'm going ... to ... cum! Aaaaaaooooooohhhhhhhh!"
Liz was writhing and squirming out of control now, bouncing wildly around on the bunk. This was the moment for which she'd been waiting. Her whole being was fulfilled in this split second when the obscene explosion of her wholehearted release came. Her pussy was cumming from Greg's wonderful fucking and she thought she'd die of pleasure!
Donny's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched the two nakedly writhing bodies jerk and buck together in perfect unison. The sight of his brother's rock-hard cock sliding smoothly in and out of Miss Sommers' greedily welcoming cunt, the softly swollen edges clinging frantically to it as it pulled out and then the tiny delicate pussylips disappearing as Greg fucked again up into her cunt filled him with a hatred and envy which he had never felt in his whole life. He could hardly stand it any longer! His fury-dimmed eyes saw that his brother and Miss Sommers were cumming together, just like he and Miss Sommers had cum! He'd fix them ... oh crap, he'd fix them!
Greg dug his hands into the yielding smoothness of Liz' orgasmically flaring asscheeks as he drove his lust-hardened cock deeper and deeper up into the older woman's helplessly quivering cunt. He himself was edging closer to the mind-blowing cum that had already overtaken the beautiful, abandoned brunette and he stared obliviously down at her perspiration-soaked, nakedly gyrating body. The boy felt her tightly clinging cunt walls open to emit a warm enveloping flood of pussy juices and the intoxicating sensation triggered off his own hovering orgasm.
The lust-immersed young boy battered his wildly ejaculating cock against her nakedly spread pussy, feeling her greedily milking cunt sucking voraciously on his cum-spitting prick, trying to grasp every last drop of his searing hot jism. The fire in his cum-swollen balls began to ease as the eruption continued and he felt as if his body had fused into hers, that they had actually become one. Their movements of giving and receiving were in perfect unison and the impassioned boy wanted the moment to go on and on ... and on!
Lost in a trance of near-euphoria, neither Liz nor Greg Anderson heard the footsteps running down the gangplank and through the small houseboat. They didn't hear anything until an enraged lust-distorted voice rang out menacingly from the open doorway.
"You're just a dirty old lady, you ... you cheating goddamn whore!"
Pure primitive shock galvanized Liz into action as she wriggled frantically out from beneath the dazed older boy to stare openmouthed at the glaring young intruder. An anger born of shock flooded through her in an overriding barrage, banishing all feelings of shame or guilt.
"Donny! You were supposed to be working at home today...!"
"I wasn't, and I saw you. I saw you screwing with all the kids from the whole high school practically, and you're all naked and even my own brother's screwed your pussy!"
Donny's face was mottled red and white beneath his freckles, and specks of spittle foamed at the corners of his lips, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head, and Liz' initial bravado faded into shame and mounting fear. My God, her mind raced, Donny's jealous and in love with me because mine was the first pussy he's ever fucked. He's like a little wild animal!
"I'm gonna show you, Miz Sommers! You didn't have to enjoy all the other kid's pricks screwing you so much! I thought I was your boyfriend, but I wouldn't wanna be now cuz ... cuz you're nothing but a cheating whore!"
"H-how dare you, young man!" Liz spat, her dark eyes blazing. She didn't have to be insult ed by this little boy! What right did he have to criticize her actions?
"How dare you, young man!" Donny mimicked so hideously that Liz flushed. "You sound just like my mom, only you're not, so don't try that with me, Miz Sommers! I've just seen you being fucked crazy by my brother Greg here, and four of the nastiest guys in my whole school! You're just a slut and a tramp," Donny raged on, " ... and I'm gonna show you!"
Liz' eyes flew beseechingly to Greg, who was lying back on the bunk with a grin plastered across his face, obviously enjoying the situation.
"And it's no use looking at Greg, Miz Sommers," Donny leered, catching her glance. "He won't do a thing except help me!"
A quick glance back in the other boy's direction confirmed Donny's statement.
"Do you want to suck Miss Sommers' pussy, Donny?" Liz whispered, suddenly feeling sorry for the boy and wishing she hadn't been so sharp with him.
"Yeah, Donny," his older brother leered. "If ya haven't already, it really starts purring!"
"I-I don't know what I want...." Donny stammered hotly as he stared wide-eyed at the beautiful older woman's hugely billowing tits.
Liz' eyes dropped to where his rigid young cock was straining painfully against his pants. God, it was all hard and ready to fuck her pussy!
"Come over here and sit down by Miss Sommers, dear," Liz whispered as she patted the bunk beside her.
"You don't know how glad I am to see you again," she continued as the younger boy walked over and sat beside her. "You bring back happy memories of fucking, dear, and there's no reason why you shouldn't still be my most favorite boyfriend."
She rested her hand lightly on his thigh, her fingers burning like firebrands into his flesh. The handsome young boy was suddenly immobilized by the beautiful brunette's tantalizing touch.
"Mmmmmm, Donny baby ... I would love to fuck you again ... to feel your cock deep inside my hot little pussy."
Liz' obscene words sent a shiver cavorting down his spine and made his throbbing cock jerk with desire. Donny sat as though electrified as the naked older woman reached over and slowly pulled down the zipper of his fly. He felt the cool touch of her fingers on his throbbing prick as she drew out his hotly pulsing cock, already almost fully erect, the reddish head hard and palpitating.
"Mmmmmmm ... it's nice and hard already ... and just as big as I remembered...." Liz' eyes had widened as she saw young Donny's rock-hard cock, and she ran the tip of her tongue over her trembling lips in anticipatory lust.
Donny's heart was pounding in his rib cage, his throat was cottony dry, and he was powerless to move. Miss Sommers was casting a spell over him just like she had ever since he'd met her. She was like a goddess with her flowing raven hair and her full naked body, her soft, sultry voice lulling him into helplessness, banishing his rage. He didn't really care right now that Miss Sommers had fucked all the other kids and his brother. He wasn't worried that Greg was lying naked on the bunk watching him with his cock in Miss Sommers' hand. He didn't care about anything but fucking with Miss Sommers!
There never could be, ever, such a beautiful woman like her, with her huge naked tits and her hungry pussy all nice and wet and wanting him, Donny Anderson, to fuck it. He was powerless to resist her!
"Oooooohhhh, Donny, my pussy is so hot for you!" Liz whispered while she continued to stroke his hotly pulsing young cock. "So very hot for you!"
Suddenly, she stood up from the bunk, letting go of the younger boy's thickly throbbing young prick and stood seductively, showing the feverishly aroused boys the full benefit of her naked, excited body.
"Oh, Miss Sommers, you're beautiful!" Donny moaned from the bunk. "Your titties are so big!"
Suddenly, Donny jumped up and moved toward her quickly, never taking his eyes off her nakedly quivering tits. His arms slid around her smooth shoulders as he reached up on his toes and ground his mouth down on her full, hungry lips with eager harshness. Immediately, he could feel the hardened knobs of her nipples as they grazed his chest, relishing the firmness of her hotly quivering tits as he reached up and cupped them reverently.
"Get naked too, Donny! I want to see your cock!"
Her feverishly whispered words acted as a spur to his hands as the boy began to pull off his T-shirt and pants and finally his shorts, until he was standing there beside her completely naked, his stiff, young cock lurching in unrestrained lust.
Donny's eyes were glued to the dark triangle of her softly curling pussy hair and the boys watched avidly as she slipped the tips of her fingers into the pink moistness of her cunt. Donny knew that the beautiful older woman was teasing him, purposely delaying the moment when she would let him fuck her pussy and it was driving him crazy!
He could see a faint gleam of pink cuntal flesh beneath the hair-fringed mound. He knew that Miss Sommers was enjoying teasing him, but he didn't know if he could hold out! The sight of her magnificent naked body, only a few feet away from him, was enough to test the patience of any boy, but he knew he had to try to wait until she gave the word. His lust-in flated young dick lanced out painfully from the sparse curls of his cock-hairs and there was a gnawing, seething tumult in his throbbing balls. His teeth ached from the pressure of his restraining desire, and he was sure that at any moment something would be unleashed inside him that would turn him into a snarling, crazed animal!
Liz was moving closer to Donny, her eyes fixated on his heavily pulsing cock as she moved toward him, her hand dipped once more between her curvaceous thighs. The boy saw that her fingertips grazed the wetly glimmering cunt-flesh that was barely visible to them.
"Ooooohhhh, Donny, Miss Sommers' cunt is all ready, nice and juicy for you to put your big cock in her little pussyhole...."
The wantonly aroused older woman reached out with her other hand to guide the young boy toward the bunk where his brother lay. Donny walked like a robot, mesmerized by her lewd words as she stretched out backwards on the bed, her hand still stroking her cunt. She had spread her legs slightly as she lay down so that both boys could see her wetly pulsing pussy slit quivering under her caressing fingertips. Then, suddenly, Donny jumped on the bunk, straddling her, and began kissing Liz on her trembling red lips, down the sweep of her softly curving neck, lower still to her hugely quivering tits. The rosy tips of her nipples stood up like twin peaks and the excited boy took one between his lips, his teeth pulling on the hard little knob while his tongue slipped around it.
"Atta boy, Donny, suck her tits!" Greg exclaimed excitedly.
"Ooooooohhhhhh! Ooooohhhhh! Suck them, Donny ... suck my titties!"
Her moans of pleasure increased Donny's own excitement as he continued to suck first one and then the other.
Liz' hand ceased its sensual manipulation of her own cunt and began once more to stroke the hard length of Donny's cock, feeling it grow and expand under her touch as a shudder rippled through her in response to the power that surged through the boy's luridly throbbing cockshaft.
Donny covered her voluptuous naked body with wet, clinging kisses, unable to get enough of her sweetly scented flesh, relishing the exciting mixture of her natural, heady feminine odor. The older woman's hand was still stroking and caressing his pounding cock, and the aching in his balls had reached an overwhelming peak of excitement.
"Put it in, now, Miss Sommers!" he rasped hoarsely. "Put my prick in your pussy!"
Donny felt her guide his cock toward the pulsating cuntal slit, wet and quivering in anticipation, and he drew his breath in with lustful excitement as he felt the first delicate contact between her tingling curl-rimmed cunt lips and the rubbery head of his prick. Teasingly, Liz began to rotate his lust-inflated cock around the moistly quivering slit, wetting it with the cunt juices which were already flowing freely from her hotly excited pussy.
Donny felt the soft cunt flesh nibbling eagerly at his throbbing prick and he wanted to rush ahead and fuck into her cunt. Jeez, he was so excited he could hardly stand it, but he forced himself to take his time. The boy nudged lightly at Liz' wetly churning pussy slit, easing apart her curl-rimmed outer pussy lips. Her long slender thighs tightened lewdly around his pelvis and he could feel the force of her heels locking against his asscheeks.
"Oooohhhhhh ... do it, do it ... fuck me ... fuck my cunt! Ooohhh!!!"
The older woman's impassioned begging thrilled him. This was like it was when he had first fucked Miss Sommers. She wanted him just as much as ever, nothing had changed between them-he was still her boyfriend.
"Put your prick in my pussy now, Donny ... my cunt is on fire. I can't wait any longer. Please ... please!"
"Yeah, Donny," Greg exclaimed. "Give it to her!"
Donny didn't need any more urging. He flexed his pelvis forward and steered his wildly throbbing young cock up into her nakedly spread cunt-opening, the clinging inner pussy walls closing immediately around his pulsating hardness with tantalizing tightness. He heard Miss Sommers moan as he continued to fuck into her willing cunt while her hungry pussy opened excitedly.
Donny looked down and with growing excitement could see his rigidly hard prick disappearing up into the receptive opening of her cunt.
"Aaaaahhh ... yessss that's it ... Push it all the way in ... Oooooooohhhhh!"
Liz was thrusting her pelvis upward, eager to accept him totally inside her, unwilling to wait for the boy to complete her impalement. His heavily throbbing cock seemed to fill her cunt completely and even to expand obscenely in the heated channel of her burning pussy. She spread her thighs even farther apart and her hands dropped to press firmly against his asscheeks.
Donny could feel her pussy walls begin to massage teasingly at his thickly impaling cock as he drove it deep into the very depths of her willing cunt. At last his cum-swollen balls slapped heavily against the upraised crevice of her asscheeks and Donny knew that his prick was all the way inl
"Oooooohhhh ... yessssss ... it feels good ... Your prick feels good in me, just like it always did. Oh, Donny, ooooohhhh! Oooohhhhhh!"
Donny held it there for a long moment, completely skewering her, and then he began to pull it out, feeling the hot, greedy cunt walls drawing on his heated boy-hardness while the wet, sluicing sound excited him as much as her pungent odor. Then, he plunged forward again without hesitation, knowing that Miss Sommers wanted his cock more than anything! Donny began to establish a rhythm right away, swinging his pelvis downward and fucking his lust-hard prick all the way up in the older woman's tightly gripping pussy.
"You like me fucking you, Miss Sommers?" he gasped as he sawed into her with deep, smooth thrusts while she spread her legs even farther apart in mute agreement, offering the fully exposed plane of her pussy to his deeply fucking cock. Liz wanted him to fuck his prick deep up inside her, and wasn't satisfied until she could feel the boy's rock-hard cockhead grazing erotically against the tip of her cervix, the weird sensation sending shivers scurrying down her back, lurid, almost perverted thrills which added to her animalistic arousal.
Her arms returned to his neck and her legs snaked up to lock tightly around his lower back, her body coated with perspiration as she swung her head back, allowing her raven hair to flow free. They rocked and bucked wantonly together, the room resounding with the obscene slapping sounds of their abandoned fucking while Greg urged them on excitedly. Donny's violently plunging cock drove up into her cunt as her hips spiraled upward to receive him, and he sent his turgid young cock fucking up into the depths of her helplessly aroused little cunt, making her moan and mewl.
"Oooohhh, Miss Sommers, you know how to fuck a kid's prick so good! Ooohhhhhhhhh!"
Donny's breath was coming in hard, panting gasps and he found it difficult to speak, but he wanted her to know what he thought, he wanted her to feel pleased by his praise just as he had by hers. He was consumed with obscene sensations, feelings which he had hardly ever experienced in his whole life. Jerking off his own prick just wasn't the same thing as fucking a real woman's pussy!
Suddenly there was a churning tumult in his painfully throbbing balls and he thought his achingly rigid cock was going to fall off from the pressure that was building up in it. It would explode soon, or else he would! Shivers of lewd pleasure darted excitingly up and down his backbone, and Donny could taste the saltiness of his sweat as it rolled down into his mouth. Miss Sommers' heels on his back were like little pounding hooves as they drubbed ceaselessly at him, urging him on as if he were a wild stallion, her arms clinging to his neck and pulling him down on her huge, passionately heaving tits.
"Oh Donny, you fuck my pussy so good!" Liz screamed excitedly as she fucked back against Donny's cock, grinding her lust-demented pussy up against his deeply thrusting prick. But there was something else she wanted, and then this wildly wanton copulation would be complete.
"Yessssss ... yessssss ... you know how to fuck Miss Sommers' pussy ... but now ... put your finger in my asshole!"
Donny didn't know if he'd heard her right or not, and yet, she had definitely said it! Hesitantly, he began to search the crevice between her undulating asscheeks while she squirmed wantonly from the boy's touch, but she didn't object when he ran his finger up and down her warm, moist ass-split, which was opening and closing from the force of his pussy-stretching cock fucking in and out of her hungrily grasping cunthole above. At last he found the tiny puckered opening of her asshole and prodded it carefully with his fingertip, noting Miss Sommers' squirming reaction to his finger.
"Ooooohhhhhh!!! Yes! ... shove it right in ... shove your finger into my asshole!"
There could be no doubt now about what she wanted, and Donny hesitated no longer. He forced the tip of his middle finger up into the tightly resisting sphincter ring, spreading the spongy flesh as his finger fucked into her asshole.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh...!" she wailed wantonly. "Stick it into my asshole ... oooooooohhhh!"
Liz was like a bitch in heat, screwing her asscheeks up and down and then down on the boy's impaling finger until it was imbedded right up to the palm in the tightly gripping rubbery depths of her asshole.
Donny began to move his middle finger in and out of her reluctantly yielding asshole in time with his frantic fucking up into her moist, clinging cunt, their mutual moans of wanton pleasure filling the room as they rocketed together toward the ultimate in sensual excitement.
Donny liked having his finger screwing in and out of her asshole at the same time as he was fucking Miss Sommers' cunt. But he knew he couldn't hold out too much longer. His balls were on fire and his prick felt swollen twice its usual erect size, while his head was whirling and his brain incapable of giving him any more directions. He was fucking rhythmically into her cunt through blind animal instinct until he thought he'd soon drop from pure exhaustion. Miss Sommers was pushing up against him like an automation, her greedily grasping cunt walls pulling and sucking on his heavily throbbing cock with what seemed to him like increasing strength. He was afraid she'd yank his prick right off, so eager was she to take it all in her insatiable pussy.
"Oh Donny, darling, Miss Sommers is going to cum soon ... her pussy is going to cum soon from your fabulous fucking."
They would cum together, just like they did before! He could feel the tremors shaking her jerking body, and her tightly clasping asshole gripped his middle finger with incredible suction.
"Yessssss ... I'm ... gonna cum ... toooooooo...." the boy gasped raggedly. He was reaching, straining to achieve what he knew was going to be a mind-blowing cum and he was gratified to know that Miss Sommers would be there at the same time. They'd cum together and that would make it all the better!
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh ... now Donny ... now ... I'm cummmmmiinnnggg ... Aaaaaaauuuugghhhhh ... oooooohhhhhhhh ... "
Liz' body tautened momentarily before collapsing into a thousand bone-splitting spasms which shook him as well as herself, her voluptuously curved body vibrating passionately as shudder after quivering shudder of undeniable pleasure rocketed through her.
Donny didn't see her reactions after that, because floods of exquisite pleasure washed over him and every nerve-ending was tinglingly alive as he sensed his wildly jerking prick spitting out thick rivulets of white-hot cum which flowed far up into the greedily clutching recesses of the older woman's climaxing cunt, and still her moistly sucking cunt-flesh craved nor more, but young Donny's balls were drained dry, long before the warm flushes of pleasure receded from his limp, exhausted body.
His rapidly deflating prick slipped wetly from the hot, juicy walls of her pussy when she was at last still. Liz lay back luxuriously on the bunk, her beautiful, nakedly quivering body the picture of wanton satiation.
For the first time in a long, long, long while, Liz felt like sleeping. As she was drifting under, she heard Greg's voice saying they'd be back tomorrow after she got some rest.
CHAPTER TEN
Liz awoke with the morning sun streaming in from the open window over her nakedly sprawled body. She stood up from the bunk and stretched, cat-like, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She wrapped her beach robe around her full figure and walked through the small houseboat out onto the deck, grabbing an orange from the galley as she passed. She stood leaning on the wooden railing and looked out over the incredible view of the lake, the mountains, the tree tops moving gently with the billowing clouds, the sun glinting down like a jewel in the sky. It was a serene, pleasant scene and her heart was light as she surveyed it. It was a lovely summer morning, and she was free. She had become a new woman since the day she had first seduced young Donny. He and all the other little boys had released her long-denied passions completely and she knew she'd never again have any problems with guilt or inhibitions in the future. She felt her transformation to be nothing short of miraculous and casually wondered if she would be as well received by her young students when she returned to Jefferson High School to teach for the fall semester as she had been by all the wonderful young boys she had met so far on her vacation. Just the thought of all their hard, erect little cocks sent shivers coursing through her pussy, and she decided she'd best go in and shower, for Donny and Greg would be coming soon!
Liz rushed to the door, smiling, when she heard the two boys' footsteps walking up the gangplank and onto the deck.
"Gee, you sure do look pretty today, Miss Sommers!" Donny exclaimed as they stepped inside. Greg nodded in agreement, went into the galley and began pouring the bottle of tequilla he'd filched into three glasses.
"Are you all rested up, Miz Sommers?" he asked. "I gave orders to the other kids to stay away for awhile. I kind of figured your pussy might be awful sore after all the fucking it got yesterday."
"That was very considerate of you," Liz smiled, somewhat surprised by the older boy's concern. "But it's just fine now."
At his brother's reference to the other boys, Donny felt a familiar pang of jealousy. But then why should he really care that much? he reasoned. He could fuck his girlfriend, Miss Sommers, any time he wanted. Even though he had to share her with his brother Greg and sometimes the other kids, the voluptuous brunette was still worth sharing. He might even be a little glad, because her pussy was so hot and hungry to fuck all the time, he probably couldn't satisfy it all by himself!
"Here ya go, kid," Greg said, as he handed his younger brother a glass of tequilla and one to Liz. Donny quietly swallowed it in a single gulp. He did it really to impress Liz and to make him seem as much a man as Greg. Although he never really liked having the older brother around every summer when Greg visited with their father, Donny had to admit to himself that Greg really wasn't all that bad.
As Liz sat on the fold-out sofa in the main salon sipping her drink, her eyes wandered over to Greg and rested on the discernible bulge of his cock in his jeans. She smiled secretly, running her tongue over her full pink lips as she remembered how delicious his youthful jism had tasted as it spurted hotly down her throat the day before.
She took another sip of her drink as more lewd thoughts tumbled around in her lust-inflamed brain. Greg and Donny were talking but she didn't join in. Already she could sense a moist warmth seeping from her cunt and she pressed her tender, puffy pussylips together as she shifted her position on the sofa. Just the sight of the boy's hard bulge in his pants sent erotic tinglings of desire racing through her cunt.
Dammit, she couldn't wait for Greg to initiate things! Placing her tequilla down on a nearby table, she moved over to Greg.
"Come on over to the sofa, dear," she suggested, removing his drink and tugging his arm. Greg stared at her, a lewd grin splitting his face.
"What's the matter, Miz Sommers? You getting hot for cock?" he said as he allowed himself to be led over to the sofa and obligingly sat down on it.
Immediately, Liz' searching hand zeroed in on the growing tumult of his awakening cock and began to pull down the zipper of his pants.
"Hey, wait a minute, what's this?" Greg interrupted, feigning surprise. "She's mad for it, I can tell. She's like a bitch in heat! Goddamn!"
Slowly she drew out the rigid length from the confines of his shorts and grasped it tenderly, her eyes sparkling as she stared at its steadily growing hardness, the tip of her pink tongue flicking excitedly Over her lips.
"I'm going to suck it now, Greg. I can hardly wait to take it in my mouth, to taste it!"
Donny stared at the passion-demented older woman, disbelief and some jealousy spreading throughout his body as he watched her push his brother down onto the floor and over on his back and then clambered down to join him. She crouched on all fours between his legs, furiously pulling down his jeans and undershorts until his hips and asscheeks were bare, but she couldn't wait to remove them completely. She was dying to taste the boyish piquancy of his cock between her lips! Oh, God!
Then, lowering her head between his thick, sturdy thighs, her tongue flickered out snake-like to stroke the hotly throbbing cock.
"Aaaaaarrrggghh ... that's gooood!" Greg moaned delightedly. Liz' tongue began to dart out hungrily over the hard male cockflesh as her flaring nostrils inhaled its exciting pungency, her hand holding it firmly at the thickly pulsing base, nestled amid the sparse teenage pubic hairs, while her other hand cradled his sensuously throbbing balls in its caressing palm. Her hotly extended tongue continued to lick and dab at the turgidly erect length, coaxing the boy's expanding cockhead into ever greater rubbery hardness.
"Oh Christ, Miz Sommers, you're driving me crazy! Suck it if you're going to, put my prick in your mouth, goddamn you!"
The boy's words gave Liz a thrill of pleasure. Now she was paying him back! She had him in her power, just as he had held her in abeyance when he had brought all the other boys over and fucked her in the mouth. It was just a tiny success, but to Liz, it was an important one. Now she stood equal with him, for by withholding, even if for just a moment, the pleasure she could give him, she was getting back at the boy for his conquest of her!
Suddenly, she lowered her hungrily parted lips over the huge, spongy head of his hotly inflated cock. Her moist, vacuuming mouth slipped teasingly down over it, inch by inch, until the rubbery head touched the back of her throat. She had taken it almost all the way in!
Young Donny watched dumbfounded as his brother's thickly swollen prick disappeared between Miss Sommers' working lips. He thought she'd surely choke, but no, she seemed to be able to take the whole frigging thing in her mouth! Her eyes closed and Donny could see her lips tightening around the heavily throbbing hardness, her hand still pumping the churning balls below, and he watched agape as her cheeks began to hollow and expand as she initiated a crude sucking motion. Her rounded mouth slid up and down the thickly pulsating cock and to Donny it seemed like his brother's glistening prick was growing and enlarging with each stroke of her experienced lips.
Liz was in absolute heaven. The last time she had sucked his cock, she remembered, was so different from this. Then the boy had forced her to suck it while two other little boys were fucking her pussy and asshole, and at first, she'd thought it was perverted and disgusting, but, now, it was she who had wanted to do it. Yes, she had wanted more than anything in the world to take Greg's thickly pulsing young prick in her mouth and suck him dry! And now she was going to lick and kiss his beautiful cock until the hot sperm squirted obscenely into her mouth, and then she'd drink it all, every last drop of his delicious cum!
Greg arched his back and forced his hotly pounding cock far up into Liz' wildly sucking mouth. He could see the pink oval of her lips as they slid up and down rhythmically on his rigidly erect prick and the sight of her obscenely slaving mouth filled him with lewd excitement.
The neglected younger boy was spellbound by the sight of the lovely brunette hunched on all fours between Greg's thighs, her robe bunched up around her hips so that he could see her slender, slightly parted legs all the way up to the barely visible gleam of her trembling little pussy. The rounded contours of her cream-white asscheeks wiggled under the light fabric of her robe and he thought he could see them clenching and unclenching as she obscenely sucked his brother's prick. Well, Donny thought suddenly, he'd had enough of being just a spectator. His balls were about to burst with mounting sensations of growing desire and he wanted to be a part of the lewd pair as well, and there was no reason why he should be left out!
Liz noticed her robe being lifted over her quivering upthrust asscheeks and then felt the insistent caressing of Donny's hands. The lust-possessed older woman wanted to turn around and say something to him, but she didn't want to leave the violently pounding cock which was throbbing so hotly between her lips.
Donny stared in rapt fascination at the trembling crevice of Miss Sommers' smoothly curved asscheeks, spreading them to gaze lewdly at the tiny, hairless asshole that he had seen fucked so crudely the day before. Below he saw the delicate moistness of her hotly squirming pussy and he bent his head closer so he could just barely catch a whiff of her exotic cunt odor. Then he knew what he wanted to do! He'd get a share of the fun too! He wouldn't be left out and he'd please Miss Sommers at the same time. He'd lick her cunt! She'd like that and maybe next time she'll kiss and suck his prick!
The excitedly aroused young boy lowered his head still further until he was almost flat out on the floor. Then, he twisted around on his back between the brunette's legs and found that he was looking straight up into the secret valley of her moist, juicy cunt.
Eagerly, Donny forced her to spread her thighs even farther apart until his head was w-edged firmly between the silky columns and then without hesitation, he placed his hands on her nakedly wriggling asscheeks and pulled her pussy down onto his greedy, waiting mouth!
Liz' muffled moans of surprise and pleasure exploded around Greg's wetly throbbing cock.
Donny was licking her cunt while she was sucking Greg's cock!
A tremor of illicit delight surged through the wanton older woman as she screwed her hot, greedy pussy down on young Donny's hungrily sucking lips below. Oh this was heaven. There had never been anything remotely like it before! She was divided equally between two of her boy-lovers. Greg's hard prick was' filling her mouth while his younger brother kissed and licked her pussy!
Her tongue swirled wildly around the older boy's pistoning cock while her mouth bobbed lasciviously over the hardened cockshaft, her nose grazing against the sparsely curling pubic curls and her fingers exerting a delicate pressure on the pulsating base. She could feel the white-hot cum churning through the boy's seething balls which she kneaded furiously in her other hand as she greedily anticipated the moment when they would erupt into the farthest recesses of her ready and waiting mouth. And all the while, Donny was racing his tongue in and out and around the wet, fleshy folds of her helplessly aroused cunt.
Greg fucked his frantically pounding young cock hard up into Liz' greedily working mouth. He'd seen his kid brother climb down onto the floor and lift the older woman's robe up over her hips, and now he realized the little bastard was actually kissing and licking her nakedly spread pussy! Yet far from being angry at having his act horned in on, the older boy felt a salacious chill of perverted pleasure. Why not? Why not fuck the beautiful bitch between them? After all, she had more than enough to give to two guys! Miz Sommers could never be satisfied, he was positive. She was like an insatiable she-devil. Why not let his horny kid brother suck her pussy while she sucked his own prick? It wasn't detracting from his pleasure-it was adding to it, because the voracious brunette was transmitting the enjoyment she was getting to his own rapturous cock.
Donny's face was completely covered by the warm, wetly scented furrow of Miss Sommers' pussy and he could feel his own breath returning to him in gusts of cunt-fragranced mist as his-tongue drove up incessantly into the wickedly clasping hole of her wide-open naked cunt. The abandoned older woman's entire pussy area vibrated as each spasm of pleasure jolted through her, her thighs pressing tight against his cheeks, trapping him completely. But Donny didn't worry about that, because he was going to suck and lick her pussy until she came just as she was going to wring Greg's hot cum from his jerking cock until he reached a cum too!
Liz tugged and pulled on Greg's ever-expanding cock with her hotly working mouth and lips. His steaming prick felt as if it would explode in her mouth at any moment, and she slaved laboriously to milk the sweet nectar of thick male jism from his cum-swollen young balls. At the same time, she ground her desire-drenched pussy down on Donny's face below while she sucked on his brother's cock, synchronizing the two lewd movements as well as she could ... Yes, this is what it's all about, she realized happily, enjoying two of my darling boy-lovers together, and we'll do it again and again, and try out all different positions!
Greg's head was spinning crazily and his teenage body was shivering red-hot and icecold at the same time, his breath coming in bull-like gasps, while he couldn't resist reaching up to tangle his hands in her long black hair and pull her head down even farther on his lewdly throbbing prick. But it hardly made any difference because she had taken as much of it as she could into her mouth and was filled to capacity, the rubbery cockhead jutting against her larynx. Jeez, her hand was like an electric pump on his balls and she'd rip them right off in a minute if she didn't stop, or if he didn't cum!
Suddenly, Greg realized he couldn't hold back any longer. The thought of the three of them obscenely tangled in a sucking threesome added fuel to the lascivious flames of his passion and he knew that this cum was going to be a mind-blower-reaching a climax from Miz Sommers' furious prick-sucking while she herself was being licked and kissed by his horny little kid brother, Jeez, there's never been anything like it!
"Miz Sommers ... oooohhh ... keep on sucking my cock! Don't stop now because ... I'm ... I'm ... Aaaaaaaiiiiiiii!!!"
A spasm of perverted pleasure rippled through the obscenely crouched brunette when she felt the first spurt of the thick creamy cum that she had been waiting for spill hotly down her throat, imparting an indescribable savor she was sure she'd never get enough of. She was like a woman dying of thirst as she gulped on the boy's hotly cumming cock, not daring to take her mouth away from the young boy-cock even for a moment!
"Oooooohhhhh, yessssssss! Keep succccckkkiiinnnggggg...." Greg groaned again and again, his pumping cock on fire from the fury of the white-hot cum racing through it. He wanted to open his eyes and watch the beautiful, near-naked brunette swallow his fiery load, but somehow he couldn't get enough control over himself to do that, so he had to be content with imagining her lovely face distorting as she gulped it down, her cheeks hollowing and filling, her lips fastened tight, while Donny below was still avidly tonguing her cunt. Even as the last drops of Greg's white-hot cum continued to drizzle into her gulping throat, Liz felt the rising tide of her own wildly mounting cum. She wanted to scream out, to utter filthy obscene words but still she didn't want to let go just yet of Greg's swiftly deflating young cock, afraid she'd be missing something if she let it go before it was helplessly and limply inert.
Then, her entire body shuddered as fiery tremors raced through her cunt and she battered her wetly pulsing pussy convulsively against young Donny's crazily sucking mouth. She was cumming, while she still held the older boy's cock in her mouth. She had just drunk his hot slick cum-juice and now she was climaxing from her other boy-lover's wonderful cunt-licking!
Yes, it was better than anything she had ever dreamed about! She had discovered paradise here in the little houseboat on Lake Shasta, where she had least expected to, find it, thanks to Donny and Greg and all their little friends, and she felt she could never do without a least one boy-lover from now on!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
As the day promised to be very hot for early September, Mary Jane Moore had selected a pair of tight, scanty shorts and a matching, almost see-through halter top for her first date with Donny Anderson. She had been very surprised that the boy had called and asked her out, for she was very popular and she remembered him only as the shy boy who had sat in the back of her French class the year before. But since she didn't have anything else planned for the next day, and was determined to enjoy her last day of summer vacation, she had accepted his invitation.
Mary Jane had tied her long blonde hair back in a red ribbon and had been ready when Donny, looking more handsome and self-assured than she had remembered, had come to her house to pick her up, carrying a wicker picnic basket. He seemed to be in a good mood, too, and between them they carried the laden basket and set off toward the woods.
"I know a perfect spot for a picnic, Mary Jane," Donny told her, stealing a glance at her full young tits. Jeez, he could see her nipples right through her top when the sun hit it right! he thought excitedly. "I discovered it this summer," Donny continued, "It's right by the houseboat I was working on. The boat's gone now, cuz the lady who was staying there, Miss Sommers, had to go back down to Sacramento, and the owners have taken it over to the Caverns. We're almost there," he reassured her as they rounded a bend crowded with pines.
Mary Jane could see a small green glade that was raised only a few feet from the shore. It was perfect, as Donny had said, and she felt carefree and happy as she stretched out on the soft, springy grass.
Donny had taken on the role of host, and spread out the appetizing sandwiches on a green checkered cloth. They tasted as delicious as they looked, and the cool white wine he had snitched quenched their thirst.
"Mmmmmmm, that was wonderful, Donny," she complimented him, smiling happily at him as she took another sip of wine. He really was good company, and he kept up an amusing banter of small talk ... plus, he was awfully good looking ... gee, her pussy was getting all hot and tingly!
Suddenly, Donny moved closer to her, and with a swift, unsuspected movement, pulled her into his arms. He bruised his mouth down on hers in a tight, grinding kiss, forcing his tongue between her teeth. Donny's mouth was warm and exciting, and the wanton young girl's pussy-juices were flowing hotly, dampening the tight crotch of her shorts as she pressed her cock-hungry body against his.
His hand dropped eagerly and began to lightly caress the smooth, bare expanse of her firm young thigh, sending little shivers of arousal tingling through her pussy, while his softly caressing mouth infused her with wave after wave of pleasure. His hand pulled down the thin strap of her halter top, and she felt the protective garment fall away, knowing that her sensuously throbbing titties were free. Instantly, the nipples began to stiffen and crinkle in the balmy air, and Donny's hand closed in on first one, and then the other, caressing and tweaking her hard little nipples with practiced caresses.
Jeez, her tits are almost as big as Miss Sommers'! he thought excitedly as his hand dropped to the fastening on her shorts. And she's all hot to fuck like she was, too!
Slowly, almost reverently, Donny peeled down the last protective covering of Mary Jane Moore's white lace panties, and drew in his breath sharply as the blonde triangle of her sparsely curling pussy hairs came into tantalizing view. Carefully, he eased them down over her nakedly curving hips, still lower, until finally, he discarded them at her ankles. She was completely naked! God, she was almost as beautiful as Miss Sommers and all naked and stretched out on the grass with her legs spread all ready and hot for him to fuck or suck her cunt!
"Mmmmmmmm, Donny, my pussy is so wet ... suck my pussy, Donny, suck my pussy!"
Mary Jane shivered when she felt Donny's eager hands on her throbbing young titties. Then, his hands dropped to caress the warm, satin-textured flesh of her hips, finally stopping at her trembling upper thighs. She drew in her breath sharply when she felt him worm one hand between her legs, and then moaned as his fingers moved upward to come into searing contact with the first straying wisps of her softly curling pussy hair.
"Oooooohhhhh ... ohhhhhhh! Donny. Stop teasing me!" Mary Jane squealed as the boy began knowledgeably caressing her excitedly quivering asscheeks.
Wantonly, she spread her naked thighs in urgent invitation, and Donny immediately moved his roaming hand closer toward the glistening pink lips of her wetly pulsating pussy.
He stared down at the slightly moistened, blondely furred pussy split, and he could see the pussy lips nestled protectively around the fragile pink flesh. Jeez, it looked good! His mouth was watering as he slowly drew aside her sensitive cuntlips until the moistly glistening pinkness of her widely spread pussy was presented up to his feasting eyes.
He watched her pussy throbbing gently like a terrified red-mouthed animal for a moment, lust and greed mixed in his hungry gaze, and growling like a wild beast he dropped his mouth down between her legs and buried his thrusting tongue deep up into the close-walled warmth of her cunt.
Mary Jane heaved and jerked, a lust-frenzied moan slipping through her parted lips.
"Oh God! Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!" She shrank and whimpered under his depraved sucking and licking. She strained her head upward off the grass to look down between her tits to watch the lewd cunt-sucking, seeing Donny's ravenous face rocking and pitching like a crazed animal down between her spread-eagled legs below.
"Oh! Ooooohhh! Suck my pussy!" she cried excitedly again and again, as her head thrashed wildly under the force of her passion, her long blonde hair whipping out of her hair ribbon.
Donny's tongue continued to slither moistly in and out of the young girl's cuntlips, working hotly and slavishly down there in the thin, narrow pussy-split. She moaned louder and louder and pressed her palms tightly onto her gently rocking hips while her whitely trembling tits danced lightly on her chest as he flicked his hotly-spearing tongue harder and harder into her squirming cunt. His searching hands roughly slipped over the naked skin of her stomach and clasped onto her hotly trembling tits, stopping their delicate bouncing movements and teasingly rolling the small, bud-like nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. As he wetly slaved at her nakedly exposed cunt, his wide-open eyes stared over the thinly tangled blonde pussy hair at the base of her heaving young belly and his eagerly kneading fingers on her titties. Jeez, she really was going wild! All the guys were right about her! Gosh, and to think that he was actually sucking Mary Jane Moore's pussy! She was going crazy!
Suddenly, he hooked his hands under her widespread legs and forced them up, shoving them back with his shoulders until they pressed tightly onto her milky belly, the knees denting into her ripe young tits. Then, lifting her smoothly rounded asscheeks, he forced her knees back until they touched the grass on either side of her passion-and pain-twisted face, exposing her wrinkly, glistening pussy-flesh to his lusting eyes. He knew this would really drive her wild, just like it did Miss Sommers, and he pointed his flicking tongue and fucked the saliva-soaked tip into the tiny puckering asshole quivering helplessly up between her openly spread asscheeks.
Mary Jane felt the searing, unexpected lash of his wetly hot tongue as he slithered it into her involuntarily twitching little asshole and she throatily groaned through her parched lips. She tightly clenched her eyes shut and stretched her lips back over her teeth, tortured by the heated inspirations of lust flashing uncontrollably through her aching body.
"Ughhhhhhh, God, Donny. You're driving me crazy ... crazy . ." . yes ... do it, lick my pussy and asshole just like that! Ooooohhhhh! Oooohhhhhhh! Oooohhhhhh!"
He was right! It was driving her crazy! Just wait, soon she would be begging him to give her cock, she would be screaming for him to fuck her, once and for all stretching her hot little pussy to bursting! Hot damn, this was going to be some school year, he would be so much more experienced at fucking. Won't Miss Sommers be happy when she returns like she promised, next summer!
